Photo Credit: @_Babydollnikki_
As you dawn, you bring to me the realisation that it is over for another year. It's time to return to the real world. No longer can we get away with wearing outlandish costumes, gone is the ever comforting presence of Daleks, K-9, Wookies, Stormtroopers and Darth Vader. Gone are the star curtains and bright lights. We no longer bask in the glory of the presence of our Sci Fi heroes. No Doctors or companions are there to amuse us with their anecdotes and we won't hear Brian Blessed before we see him.
And as we go back to our everyday lives, we take with us the memories, memories of ropey chalets, dodgy food, impossibly long queues, de-railed trains preventing us from seeing Anthony Head, long waits for rail replacement buses, in-jokes with the punchline of "sign my bitch", Sing-A-Longs with Buffy, being stopped for hundreds of photos and 3am dancing to Bohemian Rhapsody with 2 Doctors and their Companions, a couple of Daleks, Indiana Jones, Han Solo, Pris from Blade Runner and Babydoll from Suckerpunch. Forever more, hearing the phrase Flash or Phenomenon will cause us to giggle mentally at the memory of 4000 people responding with “Aaaaaahhhhh” and “do do do do do” respectively. We may be sad for a while, but we must remember “Don't let the bastards get you down” for “Gordon's Alive” and there's only 51 weeks til we get to do it all again.
Tuesday, Torchwood was right......
…. “Wales IS insane”
And I'm off to plan next years costumes.
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Music Lover, Book Worm and film buff, sharing the adventures of myself and my evil genius cat @wondie_kat
