At the real life conferences I attend, seeing people turn into giant rabbits usually only happens at the "apres-meet" in the bar, following the imbibing of large quantities of alcohol. However, on page 2 of the report, I see that the picture at the top of the page includes a large rabbit, paws on hips, seemingly chatting to someone holding a Bucks Fizz.

If Fotherington from Accounts in Zurich starts turning up to the virtual Strategic Planning Meeting as a small gerbil on a unicycle, and Miss Willingly, the temp from Hong Kong, insists on the dominatrix outfit complete with spanker, I for one will be lobbying for the return of the real world conference. My sanity is worth at least the $320K saved by IBM.