Encountered my first missed meeting today.

Sitting in a skills workshop waiting for (no) students (probably put off by the intricate route involved in getting past the work going on on an external main door), an academic wandered past and asked where I'd been on Monday.

The small project team I'm involved with making learning objects for Second Life had met for the second time.

Most likely I was still at our Christmas lunch, but I'd have still been at the meeting had I had my diary and known that it was happening.

Oh dear.