Day One began with scalding showers (for some of us) and four breakfasts (for one of us). After a slightly chaotic morning news meeting, Rob blagged a lift to Airbus to watch a cake be cut and the rest of us hit the streets of Chester.
Within hours, Kuba managed to get himself thrown out of a Bingo hall, Soc did a great interview and promptly deleted the tape, and Mette almost got arrested.
Mishaps aside, we regrouped at our salubrious HQ for dinner with some decent stories under our belts. With bellies full of Persian food and red wine, only a few sad hacks (including this one) traipsed back to the newsroom or to the garden, where – in a certain spot by the fence, if you stand on one leg – you can get WiFi. (By Sarah O'Connor)
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