It was great, of course. I'm not sure why it made me so nervous - I like doing book fairs, and it's not so very different. I met lots of lovely people (who said lovely things) and I even started some work. The only problem arose when there were a number of unconnected people in the room at once. One man, approximately the age of a new graduate's dad, turned up at the same time as another man, approximately the age of a new graduate. The first man referred to his son, the second man joined in the general conversation, and I made what seemed like the obvious assumption until the first man made his goodbyes and left, having been nudged out of the conversation by the arrival of a total stranger (oh dear). And I did once or twice find myself trying to talk to two people at once, and managing neither conversation very well (oh dear again). Still, I could have sat listening to people walk straight past the room all evening, which would have been just a little bit miserable and very oh dear.
I didn't take any photos, but lots of other people did, mostly having asked permission first. What do they do with them?
I didn't take any photos, but lots of other people did, mostly having asked permission first. What do they do with them?
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