Welcome to my perfumed garden

...From one fantabadoozy fannish weekend in Matlock - as is alibongoPity, though, the poor suemc who is, as I write, trolling her long, weary way down the M1.

Twice a year, me and m' Alias Smith and Jones posse get together in a cabin in the Derbyshire hills. This year, though our numbers were sadly depleted by pregnancy and visiting Australian relatives, we still managed to have a fantastic time.

We've been doing this twice a year since spring 2003, and, though the ASJishness of our squee has become a more multi-fandom affair, it hasn't dulled our fangirl enthusiasm. Everyone happily embraced each other's fannishness, mixing the Pete n Ben love with new enthusiasms - The others sat and listened patiently as me, Ali and Sue went onandonandon about Garett and Richard and our massive TS obsession while the rest of us got down with Sheila and Linda's strangely compelling passion for the one known to us as Dancing Cricketer Guy. We all gathered around a toasty hot TV, Saturday night, to watch their man dance his socks off on Strictly Come Dancing. DCG survived the round, so, twas with a happy glow we all sat down to howl like banshees at the deliciously cheesy Chamelion - a major cross-fandom event in that it was written, directed and produced by the great Glen Larson, had Richard Burgi with hair and  Roger Davis, who, in a piece of sweet irony, played Danny Bilson in Alias Smith and Jones. His groin made us turn away in horror, though we enjoyed watching him burn at the end of the film ::smiles in happy memory::

Anyway, we are returned, exhausted but happy. I desperately need a few weeks of non fannish RL now. Really, my squee is tired and needs must rest.