Ah, off to a conference again. Depressingly on saturday, so the airport is heaving. I’m going to Neuroscience 2008 which is a new one to me, in Stockholm which is also new. I’m taking a poster which seems distressingly old. Been a long time since I’ve done this. It’s already been a struggle — some of my colleagues didn’t like it; I think because neuroscientists tend toward lots of text, while I do a light-weight, advert-style, if-you-want-more-details-read-the-paper form of poster. And I hate travelling with a poster; it’s hard to replace your belt while carrying a bag and an A0 poster tube. My subconscious tried to leave it at a Starbucks in Schipol, but my better judgement forced me to go back for it.

I’m not in the best of moods: my toe, which I appear to have broken is nothing but a a dull ache and I was frozen on the flight having got a bath between the terminal at Newcastle and the plane. Still the conference should be fun.

Originally published on my old blog site.