"I shall die here. Every last inch of me shall perish. Except one... An inch. It's small and it's fragile and it's the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it, or sell it, or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.... I don't know who you are. Or whether you're a man or a woman. I may never see you or cry with you or get drunk with you. But I love you." ~ Valerie. . . (Excerpt from Valerie's letter (in Alan Moore's V for Vendetta)... V for Vendetta - a flawed but...

Tuesday. Feels like Monday. But that's okay, because Monday felt like a whole year of Mondays combined. It was noted I hadn't updated this blog in ages, so let's get serious about that...I'm always wonder if the best con-reports are those written after one has time to digest everything and sift and organise memories, or whether the ones that are written in the afterglow/fall-out are the most interesting. Certainly after some sleep is good and I think I'm beginning to catch up a bit.HLWW7 - A Call...