Picocon redux

After what I reckon must be some 9ish years of nagging by both and , I finally managed to get to a Picocon. and I drove up from London (well, she drove and I read Howard Waldrop’s Heart of Whitenesse to her), she to go to various exhibitions and I to the con.

Picocon was fun, and I’m rather annoyed with myself that this was only the first one I’d gone to. More importantly, met up with quite a few people who I hadn’t seen for YEARS (, , and a surprise appearance by ex-CUSFS demigod ) as well as those I’d seen rather more recently (, , and Paul Treadaway).