Aquarionics

Green Man Meet (2002-06-01)

It was a bright and sunny night.

No, hang on.

It was a dark and stormy summers... nope.

Hmm.

It was a day. Not a cold, miserable day. Nor a humid, drenched shirts day. No, this was an English bank holiday, sunny but with light breezes, and that means comfort.

Bright was the morning, and high the hope in my heart as I left the fictional town that I shall one day soon leave for good, in the hopes of getting to the smoke in time to meet LoneCat's train. In a move that shocked and stunned me, the British transport system got me to London early, I met LoneCat, and we toddled off to Regents Park station, where we met Simon Callan, and then up to Regents Park proper, where we met Meg, Karen, Rocky, and misc other people whose names shall be detailed later. (This is not a cop-out of an Aquarion being afraid of missing people out. Oh No. At all. Bah), and the Quest for the Meeting Spot began.

The quest began in a place of much mystical mysticism, the bottom of the circular road. It was suggested we went around the outside, but going though the middle was clearly quicker, and so the Map Committee[1] followed the path, and wandered through the scenic flowerbeds and slowly bronzing bodies littering the lawns of Regents Park. Then we turned around and went around the outside, because that was the only route to the meeting place.

[1] I am not taking *all* the stick for this one

Slowly, other people began to join us under the trees beside the bridge. There was Geekary of chainmail, there was Tennis, There were strawberries. There was a Frisbee, which was red. And there was a field with a locked gate.

If you can guess where the *first* throw of the Frisbee ended up, you get a bonus point. With the assistance of Bearded Swedes we retrieved it, and played for a while. As the game progressed a rubber turntable joined the thrown objects, as did a tiny blue Frisbee. And A Good Time Was Had By All.

There was also juggling.

When the hour of six approached, we were led like the careless sheep we all undoubtedly are to the basement of the Green Man, where there were drinks, bikkits (Thanks Kyle), Small Light sabres (thanks to Barry V), much talking, geeking, and stuff. There is a comprehensive list of people somewhere around, and I'm sure someone will post it.

This was not a meet report, it is just a framework for everyone else to comment on, so do so, here:

Thanks and kudos to all organisers as ever, and when's the next one?

Yours in total sincerity,

Aquarion De'blue