In case you haven't noticed the flippant references to it all over my site, the Royal Society recently charged us (that is, Dave Martill, Bob Loveridge, Graeme and yuors truly) with taking our pterosaur exhibit from Cheltenham and setting it up in the ballroom of Buckingham Palace. Unfortunately, a lot of the photographs I've taken didn't really do the set justice as the chandeliers, whilst looking very nice, did not produce the best light for photographs. Here's one of the best I have (which tells you how bad the others must be), showing our column of pterosaurs (very carefully) hung from the ceiling.
All in all, we had a fantastic time. Although we had some issues hanging the big pterosaur (a case of deja vu for Dave and myself), the palace staff proved to be most friendly and helpful individuals, moving heaven and earth in order to get our pterosaur in the air. On exhibition day, not only did we meet lots of enthusiastic students but we also met the Duke of Kent and, in Dave and Bob's case, a little lady called Elizabeth wandered over and said hello (I wasn't there for that, unfortunately). That evening, the four of us were wined and dined at the Royal Society, eating exceptionally nice food and sitting on the same table as Angela Millner, head of vertebrate palaeontology at the Natural History Musuem, London and Colin Pillinger, the man who (nearly) landed the Beagle II Mars probe on, er, Mars. Oh, and the little known physicist Stephen Hawking was on the table next to ours.
So, yes, we did alright. Of course, I can't let this be my career high at the meargre age of 22, so the next challenge is to top this event. With little else to compete with the prestige of this event on this planet, we're going to team up with Professor Pillinger and put on the first pterosaur exhibtion ever staged on on Mars. Well, maybe.