Whisper it quietly because it would be heresy to say in front of social media types, but were you also underwhelmed by the London Twestival? I blogged about it here yesterday, just as I was on my way to the event, full of anticipation about the fun to be had meeting old friends and making new ones.
But considering the fact that I knew loads of people who were going, I only managed to meet a small handful of them. The noisy, dark venue didn’t promote any kind of networking and being
stuck under a railway bridg
e, there was no phone signal – so I couldn’t get in touch with anyone to find out where they were hiding.
I swapped tweets on this earlier with
and it seems the conventional wisdom is that those of us who are over 30 are just too old for this kind of thing. The nightclub, the live music, the £4-a-bottle-lager. It would be boring to suggest that I actually go to a lot of live gigs in a lot of dark clubs and usually with friends, so I’m not searching in the dark for those mates.
Twestival is a great charity fundraiser.
It’s a party
and karaoke and beer, but it’s easier to meet and talk to Twitter users on Twitter than underground in the dark nursing a cold Corona.