Because our first seminar at DMU's Cultural Exchanges Festival seemed to last forever (and for all we know, the lecturers may still be extolling the virtues of electroacoustic music right NOW!) we were denied access to the much anticipated Harry Potter at the movies talk by James Russell. We weren't even allowed to stand quietly at the back, which after two hours of buttock numbing jargon would have been a welcome relief.
Despondent, we descended the stairs (much slower than we had climbed them - like caffeine injected chipmunks) but because we had finished earlier than anticipated, Jess and I headed into town for a hot drink and a natter. Because it was quite mild, we sat outside and enjoyed the fresh air as we spent an afternoon engaged in happy chatter.
So, I'm actually glad we missed James Russell's talk, because I spent an inspiring afternoon with Jess instead, which was far more interesting anyway!
Despondent, we descended the stairs (much slower than we had climbed them - like caffeine injected chipmunks) but because we had finished earlier than anticipated, Jess and I headed into town for a hot drink and a natter. Because it was quite mild, we sat outside and enjoyed the fresh air as we spent an afternoon engaged in happy chatter.
So, I'm actually glad we missed James Russell's talk, because I spent an inspiring afternoon with Jess instead, which was far more interesting anyway!
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