Conference. Day two. It’s a small world.

The client whose report I am meant to be tidying up while I am away, is here, at the conference also. She is kind and friendly to me and introduces me to her contacts. I feel awful at having ever said mean things about her accent which I observed sounded a little like the red headed politician who rose to prominence in Australia a few years back for her race-based policies and was widely ridiculed for her past life in a fast food outlet. Yes her. And yes her accent is similar, but I really shouldn’t have said it.