The Coffee Crew, aka Elizabeth Hanbury, Phillipa Ashley and me, hit London yesterday for the RNA summer party. We had a lovely journey down with a whole carriage to ourselves on the train which was probably as well considering some of our topics of conversation. We then headed for House of Fraser where we indulged ourselves looking at shoes, pretty and expensive clothes followed by tea in the Cafe Nero there. That in itself was an interesting experience as we witnessed the most appalling, unprofessional behaviour from a young lady from the Benefits make up concession who decided it would be good to discipline/bully a junior member of her staff on the table next to us. All three of us were shocked by the conversation and the intimidatory me, me,me attitude that wouldn't listen to the poor employee. We all wanted to lean over and tell the girl to tell Miss Bossy where to shove her job.
We then comandeered the ladies powder room while we changed in true superwoman style into our glam gear.
A short taxi ride across London later we were at the party where we had a brilliant time. A lot of agents and editors weren't there - my own agent was away on business, and there were two publishing parties on elsewhere. This turned out to be no problem at all though as it meant the writers really got chance to chat and let their hair down and I think the New writers probably got just as much, if not more, out of it.
At nine fifteen we sprinted back across London to catch the 'Night Rider' back home, Sadly there was no sign of Kit or David Hasselhoff on board - just three drunks in another carriage. It was a fabulous day out and we caught up with a lot of friends and made some new ones.
Today though it's back to work planning the workshop for Tomorrow at Wombourne Library 2-4