An island of calm...

[mrph]

BiCon's just started being real.

.I'm still at work (stuck here 'til 5), but I seem to be getting more non-work phone calls from committee members than anything else...

Kay's at the venue, and all is well. Except that their copy of the accommodation list isn't sorted in the same sequence as our copy. One more little irritation. People have started arriving, allegedly.

Giolla's on a train. Somewhere. Have faith in Railtrack, for they are not that crap.

And everyone else is in/around Cov and venue-bound. So it looks like I'll be the last one there, turning up with a bundle of addendum stickers for the programme booklets, a CD player and assorted other frippery. In the mean time, I'm the friendly switchboard operator. Someone has to do it, and there's not much else I can do, but it still doesn't feel terribly useful from where I'm sitting...