Barcelona

After spending about 14 hours at my parents house I got up at 4:00am, and headed to Barcelona. I had of course picked up Fiona’s cold and was feeling more and more rough as the trip progressed. I spend almost all the car journey down to Heathrow and flight time asleep or simply not moving with eyes closed so that when I arrived I had some energy for the afternoon and evening ahead.

The first thing I had to do was go and get elected onto a council which is part of an organization called Limo. I’d been ARM’s representative in this quango for the past year and despite some reservations decided to put myself up to be an elected member of the requirements council once again. Having ceremoniously voted for myself I sat down to listen to the Chairman’s speech during which the votes were counted. He clicked up his first slide, the ballroom lights dimmed and…I was out. I awoke up to find that I had been re-elected to the Requirements Council for another year. Hooray! However I had no time to celebrate as I had to go to my next meeting.