I woke up this morning feeling a little bit sad and lonely. A tad pathetic maybe, but after spending the weekend at the Cybermummy conference surrounded by so many interesting, intelligent, funny women, waking up on your own is bound to be a bit of an anti-climax.
One important thing I’ve come to realise since I became single and started working at home, and which Cybermummy reinforced for me, is that I am a People Person. I’ve always thought this was a bit of a silly expression. We are people, of course we like other people, but I see now that there are some people, like me, who really thrive on company. Basically I am a show off who needs an audience.
I love meeting new people, particularly new funny people, and ESPECIALLY new funny people who enjoy drinking tequila, aren’t afraid to be loud in public, and are partial to a little lie down on hotel floors. And oh my God, everyone was soooo funny. I wasn’t the person who had the ‘little accident’, but I certainly came close.
I knew it was going to be a good day when I made a friend at 9.30am outside West Brompton tube – “Are you going to Cybermummy by any chance?” – “Yes! Is it that obvious?”
I wanted to pick out some of the funniest moments – I really should have had a notebook with me to write down all the hilarious quotes – but to be honest I was too busy enjoying just being there, and I guess that’s the best way to be.
Needless to say there are a few bits that stand out for me. The quiz for instance. I don’t need to say anymore than that do I? And paying four pounds for half a glass of warm white wine – I’m clearly spoilt by Somerset prices.
And what about deciding at 2am that a kebab was definitely a really, really good idea? “I want a beef curry and rice” – “We’ll get her a burger and chips. It’s all beef. She’ll never know.”
The freebies – waking up at 7am with my head pounding and glugging bottles of Tropicana, and then ransacking the cupboard for leftovers. Breast pads anyone?
If I had to make one complaint it would be that it was too short. Next year I’m thinking we need a whole weekend. A long weekend. Or maybe a week. I’ll need to get my liver in training first, but I reckon it would be worth it…