A day-trip to London today for the
PTC New Journalist Awards 2006. I have to admit that when my alarm went-off at 4.45AM, the temptation just to roll-over and pretend I hadn't heard it was nearly overwhelming! I didn't even know that 4.45am existed! I'm not really a "morning person" anyway, so when my mobile started buzzing and vibrating an inch from my head my initial thoughts were, "Please, for the love of God - NO!" I phoned Ewen to make sure he was up and about, and much to my delight he sounded a lot worse than I felt. The Germans have a word for that - "
schadenfreude".
The journey itself was fairly uneventful. Of some concern was the coach driver who couldn't read our tickets, even though he was holding them up to within about a centimetre of his eyes. He also insisted on having the air-con set on "sub-zero" for the entire journey. Oh, and a top-tip for anyone else planning on visiting the "big-smoke" - DO NOT give the tube map to the only member of the party who is colour-blind! (Sorry guys).
Confusing the Jubilee Line for the Bakerloo Line not withstanding, we arrived at The Mayfair at Grovesnor Square fashionably late. After being met by Tim (who had taken the train - a perk of being in charge I guess!), we were split into groups and ushered into the master-classes that were being held.
These classes consisted of four talks given by some of the great-and-the-good in the industry. All of them were engaging and informative, but kudos to
Mark Dinning for his talk on interviewing the "A-list". He recounted a fantastic story concerning the actress,
Ashley Judd. For the sake of space, I will not go into the details here, suffice to say it confirmed everything I imagined about celebrity behaviour. Oh, and don't even get me started on Russell Crowe!
The classes wound-up about midday, and after a couple of complimentary champagnes (I think they were probably sparkling wine actually), we took our seats in the dining-hall. We had the chance to meet and talk to a couple of last years magazine students who had been nominated for awards, and received some very heartening news regarding shorthand - getting 100wpm is not that important! At last - someone saying the things I want to hear.
Dinner was very haute cuisine. What there was was very nice, but there wasn't much of it. Having not eaten since five in the morning I was famished and could have really done with some good, honest refectory "stodge".
The meal was a three-course affair and was followed by the main event - the awards. Don't ask me who won what, because I really cannot remember (the four glasses of "champagne" had given me something of a warm glow within, and I really am not that very good with names anyway).
After the proceedings were wrapped-up, we trekked off in the direction of Paddington. Tim and I were trying to out-do each other with our knowledge of London. It was a competition (and I'm sure Tim did get a little competitive), that I won hands-down!
And that, pretty much, was that. Had a fantastic day, and was very glad to have the experience. It was all very inspiring and with a little luck, in a couple of years, who knows - I might be back. Hopefully, not just as a spectator. Well, I can dream!