Friday

- Ate the biggest breakfast ever.
- Went to a panel on 'character vs science in hard sf' and really regretted it. New rule: do not go to panels where over half the participants are both american and over 50.
- Manned the bsfa stall for an hour.
- Went to a very good panel about fantasy cities. There's a complementary panel about science fiction cities later in the weekend, which I'm looking forward to.
- Realised I was sitting in front of Kelly Link, Gavin Grant, Christopher Rowe and Gwenda Bond. Said hi and ended up chatting with them in the bar for an hour. They are all cool people. Unsurprisingly.
- Went to Chris Rowe's reading, which was great.
- Met Chance! Finally. Dragged her to Graham's panel on Chris Priest, then back to the bar, then to Call My Bluff, then lost her. D'oh.
- Went to the evening play, Lucas Back In Anger, which was fun but overlong.
- Went out for dinner. Excellent food, excellent company, excellent conversation.
- Checked out the room parties at the Hilton. Still not sure I quite get the room party thing.
- Tomorrow is day of doom: I'm on three programme items in one afternoon.

Two down

One to go. Book group went pretty well, I think, although that's more due to smart people turning up and saying interesting things than anything I did. I'd name names but I'd only gush and it would be embarrassing. Not The Hugos also seemed fairly well-recieved, despite the latish format change.

Yesterday I thought the con would go on forever, I'd be able to see everyone and do everything. Today there's the creeping realisation that that ain't so.