15 September 2015, 10 am
This morning I go to two Congress planning meetings. Because you can never plan a Congress too much. Not this close to the deadline, anyway. I learn that all sorts of things go on in the background when you are organising a CIPA Congress. There are menus to taste, vans to hire, lanyards to print, balloons to pump and party bags to fill with Congress merchandise such as, well, lanyards and CIPA pens. I don’t like to ask about party poppers but I do hope they haven’t been forgotten. Mr Davies and I are making another evil plan for the Congress dinner, which is to ask our speakers to nominate things for The IP Room 101. I have written to the speakers already to tell them about this evil plan. I said if they didn’t like the evil plan they should let me know as soon as possible so that I could get cross with them. Now it is time for Mr Davies to organise some props for the occasion, such as a large bin to represent Room 101. Congress is clearly not what it used to be. This I take to be a Good Thing. We also have to buy some trophies for the lucky winners of this year’s inaugural CIPA awards. Mr Davies and I trawl the websites of TrophiesRUs and other similar outfits. It seems the internet is full of boring trophies and rude trophies and just plain tasteless trophies. But it is hard to find something suitably dignified to hand to a patent attorney. We cannot go for anything breakable, obviously, because the awards are to be presented by the CIPA Pee and the CIPA Pee does not expect to be in a fit state to handle breakable objects. I believe there is something in the Bye-laws about being drunk in charge of a trophy, but I intend to ignore it. We are rewriting the Bye-laws anyway.
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