Scene: Sackville gardens, some distance from the stage.
Her: “Hello! I know you!”
Lauren: “I, err, hello?”
Her: “Yes, I’ve seen you on the internet! Your blog is great!”
Lauren polishes her fingernails, and tosses her hair back.
Lauren: “Gosh, well, thank you, that’s really…”
Her: “Yes, you’re Becky, aren’t you?”
Yes, this really happened. I knew that hair was a good investment 
I think this photo best encapsulates how the weekend went.
On the one hand I’m very proud of myself for getting out there and doing something, however stressful it may have been. On the other hand, I wasn’t as sociable as I would have liked to be.
I did get to spend some quality time with a few fab girls, and it was lovely to spend some time away with Trish. Still, it wasn’t the forcibly-make-a-hundred-new-friends thing I was semi-expecting from comparison with BiCon. But BiCon is longer and very much a closed system, with all the pressure cooker atmosphere that entails. And I’m probably too old for that now
I expect this is really down to organisation; you do after all get out what you put in. Seeing how my plan to meet up with Those Fabulous People From The Internet consisted of wandering about a bit and seeing if anyone recognised me, I should consider myself lucky I met up with anyone at all. Next year I will be less scared and more organised.
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