I spent quite a while in the 24 hour gym in the early hours of Sunday morning juggling. I learned how to do a 3 club, 1 up pirouette. Then I went to bed and fell asleep to the sound of the rain on the roof of my tent.

I woke up and quickly realised that my tent wasn't quite as waterproof as I would have liked it to be and the bag holding my final set of clean clothes was soaked through. I put on a variety of smelly items and headed out for some breakfast.

I can't remember doing much else on Sunday. Apart from trying unsuccessfully to locate all my juggling props and striking my tent in the rain. I called for a taxi to take me to the station because I thought I better not risk the bus again. The journey home seemed to take ages and I'd also lost the my headphones so listening to music wasn't an option.

I read an old copy of Kaskade that one of the traders were giving away free and was surprised to find a mention of my website in the back. It was the address of the online gallery I put together for last years british juggling convention. It served as a reminder of what I should really do when I got home. And you've just read it.

Overall: Not quite as high quality as last year but I had just as much fun.
Personal low point: The showers in the converted cow sheds. I can't really blame the organisers for this though, Fitzallen school was their third choice of venue. I think it was either at the school or cancel the convention. I'm glad they went ahead with what they could do.
Personal high point: There were so many I'm having difficulty picking one. Swinging rocket propelled poi around my head was fun.

The juggling review page.