I spent the night at a rather nice country house hotel outside Poulton (the respectable and rather posh part of Blackpool!) having been shopping in the town for suitable adornments for our stand (buckets and spades, beach balls, deckchairs and yes pink stetson hats) I was pretty tired and went straight to the bar. It was the annual dinner for the flower club and also rotary night. I have never seen so much diamante, chiffon and pearls. These strong fearsome women strode in and out of the bar with vigour. I sat in the corner exhausted. Today will be just physical carting stuff from the office to the conference Hotel – sigh.