So here I am again, contemplating my second trip to Britmums Live. Is it really a year? All these new wrinkles tell me it must be a lot longer than that, because surely I haven’t aged that much? Don’t answer that.
For anyone also going, here’s my Mum’s Gone to Britmums Blurb…
Blog: Mothering Frights
Twitter ID: @motheringfright
Height: still short-arse-ish. In fact, I may have shrunk a little since last year. It’ll be all those disrupted nights.
Hair: Bob. I call my hair Bob. Bob is going a little grey now.
Eyes: crossed, wincing or agog. Sometimes behind specs.
Is this your first blogging conference? No, this will be my second Britmums. Huzzah! They let me back in!
Are you attending both days? Yes. Just think. A day and a half of child-free activities, with only my own nose to wipe. I may have just wet myself a little bit with anticipation.
What are you most looking forward to at BritMums Live 2013?
Chatting, meeting, laughing, learning stuff… until my brain leaks out of my ears with delight.
What are you wearing?
Whatever is clean. Actually, let’s be precise about this. Whatever is cleanest.
What do you hope to gain from BritMums Live 2014?
Aching feet and an aching mouth (please don’t be vulgar).
Do you have tips to pass on to others who may not have been before.
Take a deep breath and talk to everyone you can. You may arrive on your own, but you will leave with friends. Blimey. That’s actually quite touching, for me. I feel a bit weird. I may have to go and put some kittens in a sack.