Cannes do

I probably used that title last year and yep it's come around again. The lack of lottery/premium bond win during the last 12 months means I'm still working for a living and in the same job visiting the same trade fair for the fourth time.
I don't mind really, there are worse places to go for work certainly. And while I'll spend 70% of my time trying to eek something half interesting out of some generally dull people to justify the expense of me going it does give me a bit of a buzz dashing around Cannes from a meeting on a yacht to another in a marquee on the beach to a lunch on balcony overlooking the seafront. Beats having a meeting in Swansea that's for sure.
It is a shameless show of extravagance, one-up-manship and general lack of taste in the name of generating business and sadly much of what I'll be 'enjoying' will be at the British tax-payers expense. (I'll make sure I eat up every morsel offered and drink every drink to ensure good value)
Am trusting my suitcase and myself to the train once again. Fingers crossed there are no disasters like last year journey home. The storm that has been raging for the last 12 hours seems to be heading up north to spread headlines and news copy up there so I'm hoping the line through Kent will stay tree-free between now and 9 o'clock tomorrow morning when should be safely on French tracks.
My taxi is booked for 5-oh-joy in the morning so I'd better try and get some sleep because there is going to be scant little of that for the rest of the week.