Convention report - Thursday
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selenayAs promised, I present con reports :-) I'll try to cover some today and some tomorrow so that I'm not spamming my f-list too badly. Links to photos will appear when I've had some time to sort them out on my website.
Somehow, I was persuaded to add an extra day to my convention weekend and take in the Teryl and Ronnie Cox evening. This meant arriving a day early and seeing Teryl for a few extra hours. Well, how could I resist?
I spent Thursday morning running around like a crazy thing, packing and getting slightly panicked. The convention weekend snuck up on me because I spent so much time doing college work. I took a day on Wednesday for extra shopping things and getting my hair done (it's fabulously red now - yay!), but Thursday was still incredibly rushed. I eventually left about half an hour after I'd intended to (sister + my car = lateness), hit bad traffic and was late picking up![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
paranoidangel42, but she was lovely about it :-) We packed her gear into my car and set out for the Thistle Hotel, Heathrow. Somehow we even found it. My navigation skills must be improving.
Checking in was remarkably easy (so that's what it's like to check in at a hotel without eight hundred other con goers!) and we were on schedule. I made a quick change so that I could be pretty for Teryl (what? That's not too nuts...) and we wandered down to the convention suite to find out what was happening. Oddly, when they said a 5pm start on the program that's what they meant. PA and I were down there at 4pm, the place was scarily empty, so we went back to the room for a gossip and tea break. We returned just before five and immediately found our first convention queue. We also founddescended_sg1, yragg and sazzle_02 :-) The queue moved quickly and suddenly we were registering and having to decide whether we wanted photos and with who. PA and I both decided on a joint Teryl and Ronnie photo :-)
The photo stuff was done first and Wolf had working printers so the photos were ready for collection by the end of the evening. I was relatively calm until I reached the front of the photo queue. Ack! Teryl!
They were both very sweet and Teryl is absolutely beautiful. Her photos don't do her justice - not that I'm biased :-) The fact that she complimented me several times over the weekend on the shirt that I wore that night (apparently it's wonderful with my colouring *g*) had absolutely no effect on me...
Ronnie Cox looks nothing like Kinsey - he laughs a lot, he's currently sporting a mustache and goatee and he's very friendly. Lovely chap :-)
With the photos over, it was time to sit down and listen to the guests answer questions. Teryl was the first on stage - and faced much heckling from the Scottish contingent that she'd seen at an event earlier in the week :-) The calm, professional character she plays on SG-1? Very different from the real Teryl. The real Teryl is hyper, slightly nuts, has a vast store of funny stories and has a huge crush on Patrick Stewart. She also knows the way our minds work and why we kept laughing at the unintentional double entendres. Her comment - "oh, yeah, I'm in London!" She knows our smutty minds so well...
Ronny Cox is slightly tamer - but only slightly. He understands Kinsey, can answer questions as Kinsey at the drop of a hat, and yet he's the complete opposite from Kinsey. It was only a couple of days after the American election so there were a few sly digs at Bush - Ronny thinks that even Kinsey would be a better president :-) He has a huge store of tales from his years in the profession and can never answer a question in less than three minutes.
After the Q and A, we took a quick break to stretch (and raid the bar) while Ronny and his band set up. Ronny's 'other' job is as a folk singer - and a good one. Each song has a story, although he warns that one of them is complete BS and we have to work out which it is :-) Some of his songs are sad and reflective, some are silly and I can't believe that nobody else knows "A Pizza Hut". As a final treat for us, he got Teryl on stage to sing a couple of songs with him :-)
The applause at the end of the concert was rather loud :-)
The final stage of the evening was the autographing. It was being done in batches of ticket numbers, although anyone with coaches or trains to catch was allowed to go early. We could get our photos for autographing and mine was the best I had that weekend - Teryl has a beautiful smile in it :-) PA and I had fairly low numbered tickets, but we decided to be generous and wait until later for our autos. Instead we stood and sat around with old friends (G, Saz, Annie, Jill,sazandra) and some new friends (TOR and Marge), gossiping, discussing fic and slash and generally having fun. So much fun that the autos were nearly over before we nipped off to get photos signed :-) And then it was back to the table for more chatter and gossip, eventually closing out the bar and the suite and wandering back to the room at around 1am. The friends part of the convention is what will really stand out in my memories of this convention.
Somehow, I was persuaded to add an extra day to my convention weekend and take in the Teryl and Ronnie Cox evening. This meant arriving a day early and seeing Teryl for a few extra hours. Well, how could I resist?
I spent Thursday morning running around like a crazy thing, packing and getting slightly panicked. The convention weekend snuck up on me because I spent so much time doing college work. I took a day on Wednesday for extra shopping things and getting my hair done (it's fabulously red now - yay!), but Thursday was still incredibly rushed. I eventually left about half an hour after I'd intended to (sister + my car = lateness), hit bad traffic and was late picking up
paranoidangel42, but she was lovely about it :-) We packed her gear into my car and set out for the Thistle Hotel, Heathrow. Somehow we even found it. My navigation skills must be improving.Checking in was remarkably easy (so that's what it's like to check in at a hotel without eight hundred other con goers!) and we were on schedule. I made a quick change so that I could be pretty for Teryl (what? That's not too nuts...) and we wandered down to the convention suite to find out what was happening. Oddly, when they said a 5pm start on the program that's what they meant. PA and I were down there at 4pm, the place was scarily empty, so we went back to the room for a gossip and tea break. We returned just before five and immediately found our first convention queue. We also found
descended_sg1, yragg and sazzle_02 :-) The queue moved quickly and suddenly we were registering and having to decide whether we wanted photos and with who. PA and I both decided on a joint Teryl and Ronnie photo :-)The photo stuff was done first and Wolf had working printers so the photos were ready for collection by the end of the evening. I was relatively calm until I reached the front of the photo queue. Ack! Teryl!
They were both very sweet and Teryl is absolutely beautiful. Her photos don't do her justice - not that I'm biased :-) The fact that she complimented me several times over the weekend on the shirt that I wore that night (apparently it's wonderful with my colouring *g*) had absolutely no effect on me...
Ronnie Cox looks nothing like Kinsey - he laughs a lot, he's currently sporting a mustache and goatee and he's very friendly. Lovely chap :-)
With the photos over, it was time to sit down and listen to the guests answer questions. Teryl was the first on stage - and faced much heckling from the Scottish contingent that she'd seen at an event earlier in the week :-) The calm, professional character she plays on SG-1? Very different from the real Teryl. The real Teryl is hyper, slightly nuts, has a vast store of funny stories and has a huge crush on Patrick Stewart. She also knows the way our minds work and why we kept laughing at the unintentional double entendres. Her comment - "oh, yeah, I'm in London!" She knows our smutty minds so well...
Ronny Cox is slightly tamer - but only slightly. He understands Kinsey, can answer questions as Kinsey at the drop of a hat, and yet he's the complete opposite from Kinsey. It was only a couple of days after the American election so there were a few sly digs at Bush - Ronny thinks that even Kinsey would be a better president :-) He has a huge store of tales from his years in the profession and can never answer a question in less than three minutes.
After the Q and A, we took a quick break to stretch (and raid the bar) while Ronny and his band set up. Ronny's 'other' job is as a folk singer - and a good one. Each song has a story, although he warns that one of them is complete BS and we have to work out which it is :-) Some of his songs are sad and reflective, some are silly and I can't believe that nobody else knows "A Pizza Hut". As a final treat for us, he got Teryl on stage to sing a couple of songs with him :-)
The applause at the end of the concert was rather loud :-)
The final stage of the evening was the autographing. It was being done in batches of ticket numbers, although anyone with coaches or trains to catch was allowed to go early. We could get our photos for autographing and mine was the best I had that weekend - Teryl has a beautiful smile in it :-) PA and I had fairly low numbered tickets, but we decided to be generous and wait until later for our autos. Instead we stood and sat around with old friends (G, Saz, Annie, Jill,
sazandra) and some new friends (TOR and Marge), gossiping, discussing fic and slash and generally having fun. So much fun that the autos were nearly over before we nipped off to get photos signed :-) And then it was back to the table for more chatter and gossip, eventually closing out the bar and the suite and wandering back to the room at around 1am. The friends part of the convention is what will really stand out in my memories of this convention.