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So last night was the Macworld awards. Time to roll out the ironed shirt and the newly-bought tux, which will pay for itself the next time it’s worn.

Our driver got lost on the way there. I don’t think he’d been north of Westminster before, and ended up driving us back and forth around the leafy suburbs around Abbey Road, reading out the name of every gallery we passed. Eventually, we found where we needed to be, paid him off and tumbled out onto the pavement, where a suit at the gate turned us away as things were running late.

The pub next door was full of similarly attired people, all waiting for things to get underway, so it seems we weren’t the first.

The turnout was pretty good, and once we got into the venue it was difficult to find anyone. In fact, I didn’t see anyone from Epson - who had invited me - until we sat down to eat. The actual prize-giving was done at breakneck speed. The first lot were done before we’d finished the starters, and by the time the next course arrived me were passing Epson’s exceptionally heavy award. After several drinks it was barely liftable, and would be a good candidate for breaking toes if you dropped it.

All things considered, it was a pretty good evening. The music was a bit dodgy (including Five Star, which now seems to have only three members, none of which has aged particularly well) but pretty much everyone was there, so I got to catch up with Rachel, Will and Mark.

I left some time around oneish, I think, with Chris of the Brennan, and we worked our way slowly across London by various modes of transport to his snazzy new flat in Woolwich. Very big, very smart, and with a fab view across the Thames. It took us about two hours to get there, but it was easier than getting home (which at that time of night would have been impossible).

Of course, after that nobody was in much of a state for working today. Lots of people drifting around being very quiet, clutching their foreheads and trying not to move too quickly.

About the most energetic thing we did was build an enormous hamster cage. Don’t ask why - it was for a feature. It could house about 50 of the things and still have room for them to breed. Oh, and of course we checked out the pictures we’d all been taking last night, not all of which were flattering.

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