Rock Chicken

Caught up with conference stuff this morning and then met Tim for a burrito for lunch. Back to the Barbican for this afternoons talk.

The speakers dinner was in the Tramshed - a predictable meal of hummus and other dips, followed by steak and chicken with a chocolate mousse to finish. There was plenty of wine and beer, but the low ceiling and concrete floor made for a noisy night. Difficult conversations.

Back at the Hoxteth I bought the first round. I survived the shock of paying £12 for a malt, but only just.