The Con Report - Thursday

The Con Report - Thursday

Thursday

 “I don’t want to goooo,” I moaned[1], dragging the pillow over my head and screwing my eyes shut against the early-morning sunlight. ( Click here for full story )

The Con Report - Friday

The Con Report - Friday

Friday

Seven AM. Up, dress, toothbrush, breakfast. Discover that Hilton Metropole has very friendly restaurant staff, quite good fried potatoes, and abysmal coffee.( Click here for full story )

The Con Report - Saturday

The Con Report - Saturday

Saturday

Once again up for breakfast! Two days in a row! The end times must be drawing near! ( Click here for full story )

The Con Report - Sunday

The Con Report - Sunday

Sunday

Breakfast was good, and the coffee quite drinkable for once. I wonder if they can be persuaded to have streaky bacon as well next time... ( Click here for full story )

The Con Report - Monday

The Con Report - Monday

Monday

After breakfast, I went to Ian Stewart’s lecture on mathemagical curiosities, and it didn’t disappoint. I’ve always enjoyed things that are both clever and funny, and this talk ticked both boxes in spectacular fashion. ( Click here for full story )

The Con Report - Tuesday

The Con Report – Tuesday

Tuesday

Oh god, is it morning already? I thought, blinking against the light.

Actually, it wasn’t. ( Click here for full story )

The Con Report - In Retrospect

The Con Report – In Retrospect

In Retrospect

No two DWCons are the same, but some things are always certain. There will be insanity. There will be immense amounts of fun. There will be sleep deprivation. There will be a ConCom bearing, by the end of it, a startling resemblance to the living dead. Really happy living dead, but well zonked either way. ( Click here for full story )