Yet again, I’m trying to fit a couple of weeks into a few days! We’re packing for the Discworld Convention (heading off Friday morning). I’ve packed all of my Doctor Who t-shirts, my wedding gown (because it’s the kind of outfit that I can wear again and again), and a couple of other pretty dresses. Oh, and jumpers, in case they’re needed. My Doctor Who scarf and my Jayne hat are packed and ready to roll, and I’m crossing everything that my fedora will arrive tomorrow.

Today Asda has been raided for snacks because we don’t intend to pay for the rubbish hotel food (we get a free breakfast – I just need to remember to avoid the mushrooms fried in butter). I shall most likely be found in the bar cross-stitching and chatting to passing friends, or in the pool. I might sing, but then again I might not. I’m really not certain as to how confident I am with my dentures yet.

Still, I get to hang out with Stephen Briggs and Sir Terry Pratchett OBE, and that’s what matters! Lovely men, both of them. I sang with Sir TP once, and it was an amazing experience!
Mr Briggs was kind enough to step back from the lift one morning to allow me and my walking stick to go ahead of him and he is happy to speak to anybody.

In the meantime, snacks have been bought and plans have been made to catch up with friends at the event. My Doctor Who scarf is packed and D is going over the seams on my white gogo boots again – all of which will be worn at the Hedgehog Party where I shall be handing out Jelly Babies (from the land of Djelibeybi, of course). I have also cut my Jo Grant blouse to fit and only need to overlock the hem when we get home.

In other news, I am being interviewed by Epilepsy Action tomorrow morning. I shall let you know how it goes!