I'm a little concerned. I know Jon was supposed to go to the Leeds signing and was really excited to go. And according to Dell's posts, he didn't make it there.

I'm wondering if he had transportation problems, especially if he was taking the train. I don't think Claire was going with, so he would have to rail it. Yesterday he apparently had some difficulty with unreliable public transport on First Manchester so, I wonder if that could be it.

But the fact he hasn't posted about being mad he didn't make it has me worried.

If anyone hears from him, please post! Thanks!

I was wondering the same thing after reading the posts, especially after seeing the one from him in which he says he's leaving in 10 minutes. Hope he's okay. If he indeed didn't make it, he's not much of an official stalker, is he? Unless the stalker gear got him held up by security somewhere....



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"I've often said that the difference between British and American SF TV series is that the British ones have three-dimensional characters and cardboard spaceships, while the Americans do it the other way around."
--Ross Smith

This is a bit of a concern. Hope everything's all right and he saunters in with a good excuse and a bad temper for missing out.

Has anyone tried emailing Jasper? If anybody knows if Jon turned up, it would be him.

I just got an email... not to worry. Trains were royally screwed up. I'm sure he'll fill us all in a little later when he's calmed down a bit!



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That's a relief. Poor him though, what a tedious infuriating thing to happen!



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If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.

Don't know why I was such a Nervous Nellie about it. (probably just that mother hen instinct!) I just know how much he was looking forward to it. Poor guy!

Tell me about it. Bleedin ****in *****in railways. OOOOOO I'm mad.



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I hope DaveRainbow got some good digital photos to cheer him up.



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Spitting, I would be Jon - don't spose you can go to Glasgow instead can you?



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If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.

To think a stalker of such a high level could be foiled by public transport.



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Those who forget the pasta are doomed to reheat it.

DaveR took some photos, when not talking about undies. Emma, Jasper's publicist also took some, she may let us have copies, but they were real ones not these new fangled things :-)

Dell's still asleep at the moment, I expect this to continue for quite a while, she was too awake last night, talked to me till 2am



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Sylvester says.... *plock*




actually he says peep, cheep, chirrup, squalk,muttermuttergrumblegrumble, oh and now he falls off his pirch whish is followed by a sheepish peek round to see if anyone was looking and a quick scramble back up

Jon: Glad you're safe. We were worrying... There were complaints (see thread)

so Emma decided to take real pics, she took digital ones at the croquet thing and they didn't come out ok so she was asking me about the ones i took, i haven't finished the bleeding film yet! bah

Hello!

posting from LMU here.

thanks to all for last night, it was great! sorry i didn't meet jon though :o( - you should definitely come to glasgow!

(er, and my train seems to have been the only train in the country that was actually on time - and it was early :o))

And I'm still walking around with a bag full of chocolate that i forgot to distribute! (well, rob has some of it...)

It was too hot for chocolate anyway. The weather was supposed to break yesterday, but it was still intact until six o'clock this morning, when it cracked from side to side like the Lady of Shalott's mirror. It takes a rare storm to wake me up when I've had only four hours' sleep!

Dido sends a little plock to Ffrodo. :-)



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That which does not kill us makes us stranger.
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Sarah

too hot for chocolate ??!!??

umm...



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actually he says peep, cheep, chirrup, squalk,muttermuttergrumblegrumble, oh and now he falls off his pirch whish is followed by a sheepish peek round to see if anyone was looking and a quick scramble back up

Aaah, mystery solved re non-appearance of Jon. It was pretty touch-and-go from the Sheffield end for me and Sarah, as there were points failures on both sides of Sheffield railway station. The train we meant to catch didn't appear; Sarah would have missed it anyway; I found out that I could have taken another one which I had been sure wasn't stopping at Leeds; a slow, stops-at-every-dot-on-the-way train was laid on, which would have got us there by 7:20; then we found we could catch one of those nice, new Virgin trains which got us to Leeds about 6:50. Phew !

Oh, and then we found the closed, dark Waterstones and wondered what the heck was happening. It was all worth it in the end.

I am number 8,902,492 on the Goliath corporate ladder, and am in the Law department, on account of my ability at making up stories.

That means I have to take my shoes off in your presence, for I am but a lowly 37,406,812th. (Not that I really want shoes on anyway at the moment - I've still got those blisters - ouch!) I think I got the lowest rank of all.

I'm in the Ornithology department, since I arrived with both a dodo and a penguin.



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That which does not kill us makes us stranger.
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Sarah

Actually, I thought it said you had to be obsequeous to those with higher numbers, but I'll have to double check the fine print.

My badge is at home, but I think it's 7 million somthing. I'm in the Soft Toy Division.



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"I've often said that the difference between British and American SF TV series is that the British ones have three-dimensional characters and cardboard spaceships, while the Americans do it the other way around."
--Ross Smith