15 January 2016, 9.30 am
The EyeEyeEyeEyeEyeEyePeePee, Mr Brown, leads a 6-strong CIPA delegation on an adventure across Geneva’s public transport network. Mr Brown knows his way around Geneva because he has been to WIPO to lots of committee meetings – the type of meetings, incidentally, which take several days and get very little done because at the last minute one of the 130 hugely diverse delegates wakes up, remembers what IP is and stamps his feet in the interests of national sovereignty. Mr Brown had also given us some laudably clear instructions to help us find our way from the airport to the hotel last night, again via Geneva’s public transport network. These I failed miserably to execute, managing not only to pay for a ticket which I should have got free (the IGC will kill me) but also to get so disorientated that I boarded the first train I found and spent the next twenty minutes terrified I would end up in Innsbruck. Anyway. I did not end up in Innsbruck. I ended up in the right city, in the right hotel, and now I am on the right tram (I presume) with the VeePee, the EyePeePee, the Onssek, the EyeEyeEyeEyeEyeEyePeePee and the Chair of the Trade Marks Committee. And we are all off to see the Director General of WIPO and his pals. The VeePee has a headache. It is the trauma of no longer being on holiday. We give him a couple of paracetamol but scant sympathy.
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