So many years ago now, we went to the first or second party in Portland, first I think. I will have to look up the year.

I was talking to TW about something else and then was reminded of h running back to me from the toilet.

Mr Stephen Amell and his body guard and crew all went to the urinal while TW was using it. Super awkward meet and greet. I hope they didn’t shake hands.

Meanwhile TW had seen some girls phone screen saver as a cat earlier in the night so while he was having his fanboi experience in the bathroom I was getting the courage to chat to a stranger about her cat.

Which I did successfully.

Pretty good night all told.