It's always so weird coming back from Gallifrey. It's only been a few days since I got home (or it was when I started writing this post *ahem*), but the convention seems like a whole other world. And re-entry into Real Life is tricky, and quite a hit emotionally. But it's always worth it. And…
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Gallifrey 2020
Oh, I've been meaning to do a Gally (Gallifrey One, the greatest Doctor Who convention in the world) report for, uh, two months now? A long time anyway. In my head it was a beautiful thing, detailed, and effervescent and lengthy. I think I'm going to manage one of those things. For this post will…
To Gallifrey One!
A I type I keep glancing up at the window to make sure the land hasn't been covered in a sheet of white. Storm Ciara has hit the UK and it's a bit, uh, blustery out. And cold. And sleety. And snowy. I'm off to Glasgow later today, where I'm flying from tomorrow, but there's…
Lost Season 1
February was A Month. By which I mean it was quite busy and great, and also bloody awful and sad. The greatness came muchly from the Gallifrey One convention, which was smashing and while I have The Best of Intentions of writing some manner of conreport, I have met myself and my ability to regularly…
Gallifrey 2016
In a few minutes I'm starting the first leg of my epic journey to Gallifrey One. It's particularly epic this year as thanks to a major bridge being out for at least the next month, and a change in airport, it's become rather more complicated. I would be worried except I actually know where stuff…
Gallifrey 2015
Home from Gallifrey 2015 for over a week now. A nice quiet week as I recover from a hectic weekend of friends, panels, drinking, talking, and flailing at amazing costumes, but no con crud! I blame the fact I've been forcing myself to eat broccoli this year. Here are some of the things that brought…
To the Gallifrey-mobile!
I'm off to Gallifrey One aka Gally this weekend, and I'm trying to pack and I hate packing, so what's actually happening is tons of productive procrastination and no packing. Mostly I hope it's warm in Los Angeles. I am totally imagining the eye-rolling of certain friends as I type this since they have like…
To the Gallifrey-mobile!
This blog post does slightly resemble a rabbit in a waistcoat in that it is a smidgen late, and according to my dubious schedule of "surely you can find time to write one of these things a week, self?" I'm actually due to write another one, um, today. But never mind! Let us move on…
Lizbeth Myles 