Atlanta Georgia

It's Mother's Day here in Atlanta, and everywhere else, but I'm in Atlanta. I'm in Atlanta and my phone doesn't work. So I'm hoping my mum has a look at her e-mails rather than think I'm a useless son. I'm in a room of the thirty five floored Omni hotel. It is a spacious bright room with a large double bed, en suite bathroom, and Internet access. Through my window in the CNN centre, yes Atlanta is the home of world wide news. When you turn on your TV anywhere in the world it will be being beamed from just over the road from where I am right now. Also staring at me from huge bill-boards are the white teethed anchor men and women of CNN news. As my friend and colleague Kathryn said, you almost see the little ping of sunlight glinting off one of those shinny incisors.

Sure we went for a meal last night, sponsired by our sponsor. Non-promotional, you understand. As the rest of the known cardiology world is here it would be rude not to network.

At our table was Mr heart failure and with his was Mr heart failure USA. Well heart imaging in heart failure. Well imaging the left ventricle in heart failure. Actually, for such an eminent guy he was pretty cool. For instance, he new that soccer was really called football, how cool is that? No eally he was self debricating enough to be likeable, which is more than you can say for my British colleague.

The clocks also went forward, which has completely confused all of us from Britain. It could be anytime within a two hour spectrum. Anyway, who cares what the time is. Well actually, at a congress it's quite important or you end up missing things.

I think I already missed Mother's Day, so what could be worse?