Welcome to In-ger-lundLet the bells peal out, for once again London derivatives week is upon us. I'm naturally expecting to be on the beat all week, meeting, greeting and pressing the flesh (while no-one's looking anyway). If you're in town I have no doubt you'll run into me at some stage, at least you will if you know my usual haunts. That said, you may want to avoid some of them: I recall running into one red faced delegate at one of the all-night sauna and relaxation parlours I pop into from time to time (just to have my dicky knee looked at you understand). However, if by some chance you miss me, or I owe you money and successfully avoid you, there are of course plenty of other things going on. For instance, I know that some attendees from across the pond are keen to catch some of the...