George Orwell called Sheffield 'the ugliest town in the Old World'. It's not now - it's mostly beautiful and the rough bits have charm of their own.
I'm here for the European Fencing Championships and Wheelchair Fencing Championships, as a volunteer. As a special prize, our t-shirts are shocking pink, which clashes rather violently with my pasty Irish skin. Armourers and medics get sharp black, the lucky dogs.
However, I have wifi when I'm not working, so I'll try to get some exciting pictures of fencers - most of them will be at the Olympics next year too.
Meanwhile, it turns out that Plashing Vole was mentioned on Radio 4's You and Yours show yesterday. I didn't hear it, so I've no idea what they said about me. Hopefully it wasn't an item on how to get fired through blogging about work…