Sunday, and I should be going to bed

[louiselux]

The con was fab. It was great to put names to faces at last (or, rereading that, I think I mean faces to names). I met some very lovely people, and had some hugely entertaining chats with, to name a few, lexin, kaynyne, fruufoo and mummy of fruufoo, Lerida (spelling?), alsoa, mandragora1 and many others who I have yet to track down on lj. Read Mandragora's report for a pretty good summation of the highlights, to which I'd add Kate Bolin's breakdown of femmeslash cliches, which was very funny indeed.

My room at the Rufford had hot and cold running coffee and a bathroom that fitted neatly into a cupboard. Compact and bijou doesn't begin to describe it, but they were very sweet and gave me enough scrambled eggs one morning to feed at least four.

I'm too tired now to go into much more detail, except that the idea for the Skinner/Boromir pairing of doom fic will require much bleaching of the brain to fully remove.

And the Porridge/Oz crossover. You know who you are.

And, hey, the Lower Tadfield kerfuffle seems to have breathed new life into the place, or at least impelled a few more people to join. See, evil whinging sows the seeds of it's own ultimate downfall!!