"you dunno owt jon snooooooooooooooow!" (or: London Film and Comic Con 2013)

Normally I would have posted this sooner, except I have instead been SUPER SOCIABLE. Despite London still being in something of a heatwave, I am spending this evening by my lonesome, in my pajamas. I am way too old to be sociable for extended periods of time!

All this said, I had been looking forward to LFCC all week. It meant I had people coming to stay, and fun times, and general awesomeness. I hadn't taken into account the fact it was going to be about a squillion degrees. Argh. Still on Friday I came home to Louise and Fiona, who had been let in by Richie rather than enjoying some very discreet burglary. I cooked for all three of us, and we had a quiet night in which was actually quite nice. Well, it was 'quiet' except for the bits when Louise was shouting abuse at the tennis.

Later on, Richie, Tali and Ann came home - they'd been at a radio recording - and we had a good gossip and catch up before heading to bed.

( Time for sunscreen, or Day 1 )

( Finn Jones and his beautiful face, or Day 2 )

On Monday I hauled myself out of bed for work, and went with Louise to the train station. I found myself having errible post con blues in work, a combination of exhaustion and vague sadness to be sat indoors. Plus, I got a test message from Richie at 1.30pm telling me he and Ann were in a pub that was all of a minute's walk from my work. ALAS.

By about 5.30pm I realised he hadn't responded to my enquiries as to location, and remembered that said pub is a basement bar. Based on my knowledge of Richie, I headed over to the pub only to find a slightly tipsy Ann outside. I was RIGHT!

So on Monday night I found myself drinking instead, and meeting with Dee and one of Ann and Richie's old university friends (City drinking! And admittedly I was in my smartest business gear for convuluted reasons so at least I looked good) before going to a German bar for beer and sausages. Well, I didn't have sausages, but there we go. We walked home down the Embankment in the warm evening air, which was a bit of a treat. London is magical at night if its warm and you're a bit drunk.

Tuesday night Ann was still here, so after a long day at work (I am rubbish at this socialising thing) I came home, got hastily changed, and out we all went to a pub quiz at a place in Walthamstow village. Fiona came and joined us, and we ate a yummy tea before getting trounced at the pub quiz. (We did have an awesome name though, of 'You're a quizzard, Harry!') Still, with the warm clement weather remaining it was a pleasant evening.

Now I am going to bed to try and catch up on sleep. Ann has headed off to visit Louise Work social thing tomorrow and then Amanda Palmer on Friday night! (I have taken Friday afternoon off to have a nap. I do not regret this.)

TL:DR? LFCC was splendid. Well organised, good friends, and all guests being wonderful. Despite the exhaustion, I don't regret ANYTHING.

"you dunno owt jon snooooooooooooooow!" (or: London Film and Comic Con 2013)

Normally I would have posted this sooner, except I have instead been SUPER SOCIABLE. Despite London still being in something of a heatwave, I am spending this evening by my lonesome, in my pajamas. I am way too old to be sociable for extended periods of time!

All this said, I had been looking forward to LFCC all week. It meant I had people coming to stay, and fun times, and general awesomeness. I hadn't taken into account the fact it was going to be about a squillion degrees. Argh. Still on Friday I came home to Louise and Fiona, who had been let in by Richie rather than enjoying some very discreet burglary. I cooked for all three of us, and we had a quiet night in which was actually quite nice. Well, it was 'quiet' except for the bits when Louise was shouting abuse at the tennis.

Later on, Richie, Tali and Ann came home - they'd been at a radio recording - and we had a good gossip and catch up before heading to bed.

( Time for sunscreen, or Day 1 )

( Finn Jones and his beautiful face, or Day 2 )

On Monday I hauled myself out of bed for work, and went with Louise to the train station. I found myself having errible post con blues in work, a combination of exhaustion and vague sadness to be sat indoors. Plus, I got a test message from Richie at 1.30pm telling me he and Ann were in a pub that was all of a minute's walk from my work. ALAS.

By about 5.30pm I realised he hadn't responded to my enquiries as to location, and remembered that said pub is a basement bar. Based on my knowledge of Richie, I headed over to the pub only to find a slightly tipsy Ann outside. I was RIGHT!

So on Monday night I found myself drinking instead, and meeting with Dee and one of Ann and Richie's old university friends (City drinking! And admittedly I was in my smartest business gear for convuluted reasons so at least I looked good) before going to a German bar for beer and sausages. Well, I didn't have sausages, but there we go. We walked home down the Embankment in the warm evening air, which was a bit of a treat. London is magical at night if its warm and you're a bit drunk.

Tuesday night Ann was still here, so after a long day at work (I am rubbish at this socialising thing) I came home, got hastily changed, and out we all went to a pub quiz at a place in Walthamstow village. Fiona came and joined us, and we ate a yummy tea before getting trounced at the pub quiz. (We did have an awesome name though, of 'You're a quizzard, Harry!') Still, with the warm clement weather remaining it was a pleasant evening.

Now I am going to bed to try and catch up on sleep. Ann has headed off to visit Louise Work social thing tomorrow and then Amanda Palmer on Friday night! (I have taken Friday afternoon off to have a nap. I do not regret this.)

TL:DR? LFCC was splendid. Well organised, good friends, and all guests being wonderful. Despite the exhaustion, I don't regret ANYTHING.