So let’s go back in time again… almost a week ago now. Boy, doesn’t feel it.
This is - believe it or not - a little lacking in detail, but I did my best. Let’s go…
The first day of a show, any show, pretty much unfolds the same way every time - a bit like the day after a show, actually. So Friday started with the entire team converging on our offices. I walked in to the compound to find several people freezing their asses off, just like I was thanks to some intense winds. I let them into the minibus I’d hired so they didn’t turn into people popsicles, and called Chris.
He was inside the office, collecting the last few pieces of stuff. I went to join him, and we did a few last minute things like printing out a few more maps and schedules to put up all over the centre. Then we piled everything onto our trolleys to move it downstairs.
This point on a ’show timeline’ is always kind of maddening for me. We know we have to leave, but we’re slightly reluctant to, because we know there’s the possibility that we’re going to forget something. We’ve done plenty of shows when I’ve been half way to the venue and then suddenly started swearing because I’ve just remembered something. (The best example of this was when I realised en-route to Bristol Comic Expo last year that’d we’d forgotten the (then brand-new) CoH/V lapel pins, as well as our free trial DVDs. Considering how mad I was, I don’t look it.)
Eventually though, time forces you to just say ’screw it’ and leave, so that’s what we did, walking back out into the cold to see that everyone had arrived. It helped that Chris had, quite literally, packed everything we had into the van he was driving, so we were pretty confident we’d have everything we need. Although there would be the small matter of finding it.
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