Jun 08, 2007 08:44
Had a very intense dream where I was arguing and in tears with my father that he was going to leave me the jewellery and valuables and the house to my cousin. I was arguing that I wanted the house to split with my brother so that we could have security or else we never would be able to and then woke up that I needed to feel safe. Blimey. Obviusly my psyche is holding on to those fears more strongly than I thought.
Awards ceremony (we didnt win) had esteemed company including Ecover and Sainsbury's (compostable packaging) and Al Gore winning an award (for campaigner of the year) - he wasnt there. The room was hot and we all stood about making small talk and drinking too much champagne and being fed tiny canapes. Exactly the kind of event I hate, but the thical people around me was kind of a softener to the blow. We did get an excellent goodies bag at the end though which included porridge oats and jewelery and moisuriser and chocolate and gift vouchers and all sorts of lovely things for yurt dwellers. About £100 worth of stuff. Goodness, worth the stuffy champagne drinking folk.
I think the best part of the night was the man who gave the speech and was the most un-pc person I ever met. His best line was, 'the best way to be ethical is not to breed, so if you see a prgnant person, kick them'. To shocked silence in the hall, he was joking of course, but I found it very funny... provocativeness and all.
my stove and my new camera have arrived in oxford so I must sort my stuff and go there to install them. goody!!