I didn't manage to force myself to the Thing, of course.No surprises there. From what photos I've seen, it looks awfully crowded, which is good, but not for crowd-phobics like moi. Also, it sounds as though the talks are still impossible to follow due to the crap equipment and acoustics. Still, what reports I've read so far indicate people had fun, and there were folk in attendance I would have liked to see. Oh well.
Hope everyone who did make it had an enjoyable and profitable day.
I'm greatly enjoying escaping into RED CARPETS AND OTHER BANANA SKINS by the lusciously louche Rupert Everett. It's full of gossip, naughtiness and an appealingly wistful melancholy . He ritez veh gud, actually.
Oh yes, and thanks to LOST VOICES on Radio 4, I've discovered the very interesting poet and writer Rosemary Tonks. She's thought to be still alive somewhere, but in the 70's she went all religous-fundamental ist and lives as a hermit, refusing to communicate with anyone. Shame.