Responsive Day Out, or #responsiveconf (or #beefcheeks) was a one day conference held down in Brighton and organised by Jeremy Keith. The talks were fast and furious (20 minutes each) and followed by a seated discussion on sofa’s with Jeremy fielding questions from the audience. It was cheap at cheerful (tickets being great value at £50) with a good after-party that didn’t turn into carnage allowed many extended discussions. The excitement around the subject was, as I’m very old and can remember this kind of stuff rather similar to the early @media’s revolving around web standards, and on a week were the Web Standards Project shut itself down I was left wondering; have our best practises actually changed? Read more
Posts tagged ‘conference’
Mar 3 2013
Sep 29 2008
My weekend was spent in Richmond at eBay’s awesome offices at barcamplondon5. It was nice to attend a barcamp again after organising the last one in London and always fun to present (my talk notes and slides will be up soon).
After the general (and totally) unrequired hoo-hah from people regarding the ‘keynote’ I hoped that people would come down, enjoy the offices for what it is (a totally awesome space), stay the full weekend, do some good presentations and make it yet another great barcamp and I was pleased on most of these accounts though the fact that there were over 50 no shows really pissed me off – these were people who didn’t even tell eBay they weren’t coming – I think for the next barcamp something should be done to ensure this doesn’t happen (I have ideas) Read more
Sep 10 2006
As I had the weekend in Brighton I wanted to make the most of it by indulging on yet another of my passions – good food!!! I had heard that Brighton had a number of good places, some had been suggested to me, others just looked nice and others I had seen on TV. I managed to get into one each of these and I am still feeling pretty full from all this – and I don’t think my waist-line is very happy! Read more
Sep 10 2006
After stretching my legs (believe me I needed to after being scrunched into those wee seats (I’ll stop mentioning them after I get blood flowing through my feet again) I made my way down to the after-party which was being held on the beach front via my lovely hotel.
The place to be was The Terraces and I certainly was there, until they kicked me out! Read more