September 24th, 2005



It's difficult to know what to say when a friend of a friend dies.

How much more difficult when she was a friend to so many friends. I didn't know kielle/_redpanda_ at all, but over the past few weeks it's become very evident that lots of people did. And lots of people are going to miss her -- including much of the fanfic-writing crowd here on LJ. smolder is going to miss her most of all. I've been there, and it was at exactly this time of year, and I wouldn't wish the experience on anyone.

She had exactly the same illness that scarlatti has been fighting this last year or so, but she only had about two months to fight.

Sobering events. Much to think on.

It is, as I said, difficult to know what to say.
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At Norwich Station

I've arrived in Norwich for the ZZ9 slouch which takes place later today. Some of you (Ian? Jerry?) will be delighted to learn that Norwich Station is additionally host to RailFest 2005 today.

Norwich Slouch

A good slouch. Completely unstructured, no agenda, people wandering off and getting lost at random... it had all the elements.

There were twelve of us, thirteen including the dog. David, Sarah and Henry (he's the dog), Robert and Hazel, Beermat and Archaro, Ruth and Steve, John, Alex, Jonjo and me.

Ruth and Steve are first-time slouchers, but are already known in Fandom. Conversation about Ruth went as follows...
Me: I know her from somewhere, and I can't work out where.
Beermat: Redemption?

First time I've talked to her at any length, and with her accent and the fact that she talks like this and background pub noise andy my lousy hearing led to lots of "what?" from me and lots of patient repetition from her.

Archaro (Richard) is also a first-time sloucher, but we have a lot in common and had things to talk about.

We visited the cathedral, went to some bookshops, and sat around with the young goths between the BBC shop and the forum.

Am home now, and far too tired. I'll write it up properly at some point.