The call went out on Twitter.
"Julian Assange to speak from balcony between 3 and 4pm". It was 3.30 and I was getting ready to get my Paul Bongiorno on and do some politics ahead of the G8 summit. But Julian had other ideas.
With my gear quickly gathered, I jumped in a cab.
"Where to Sir?"
"Hans Crescent in Knightsbridge thanks, it's..."
"Yeah I know, the Albino guy."
"Ah, yep. How long to get there?"
"Half an hour maybe, traffic's terrible, the Turks are protesting."
I spent half the journey reassuring myself I wouldn't miss Assange's first public address of the year, the other half wondering what makes Turkish people so effective at shutting down traffic.
Fortunately, nothing had happened when I arrived at the Ecuadorian embassy. Around 200 or so supporters were there, a couple of dozen police and some very bored looking cameramen.
I found myself a position with top notch balcony views and with little else to do, sat back and listened to the Assange fans.
"It's the pigs you know, they've got tasers. You know who makes the tasers? Taser International. And their logo is SO similar to the Communist Association's logo. So they had to change theirs, you know, because they're Communists and Communists don't like tasers."
"Come on Julian, we're getting hungry."
"Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll come a waltzing Matilda with me, and he.... ah.... Che.... Che Guevara..."
I instantly recognised some of them from the G20 protests a few days earlier. I need to point out they were all very friendly and welcoming. Some were keen to chat about how Assange is viewed in Australia, others just wanted to know more about how the 'mainstream media' decides which stories to cover. Some were drinking 2 pound bottles of Bulmers, nearly all were smoking enough to keep Phillip Morris in profits for the next decade. But they were clearly passionate about the cause. And many other causes.
These were the die hards. Assange doesn't pull the crowds he used to. Perhaps he has been overtaken in popularity by Edward Snowden, the latest whistleblower/document leaker to be condemned by half of the U.S. government.
A police officer came over for a chat- there wasn't much else to do as Assange was taking his sweet time.
"I see the same faces every time," he said. "I think they're all good people, they just don't fit in anywhere else in society, so they come here."
I'm sure many of the activists do fit into society, but I saw his point.
In the end, the Wikileaks founder didn't speak at all- he simply waved to his supporters, standing next to his new best buddy, Ecuador's foreign minister (who later said he wouldn't try and smuggle Assange out in the boot of a car). The wiki-fanatics waved and cheered, then dispersed in the space of five minutes.
Less than 24 hours later and the talks between the South American country and the UK foreign minister broke down. No change. Assange may have to spend a few more years living in a tiny room in the embassy.
Next time he wanders out onto the balcony for a chat, the same crew will be back, minus a few.