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Now that I've got your attention, this was the shout which emanated from behind us as xugglybug and I walked arm-in-arm out of Kings Cross station on our way to bmovie last night. It was only after we'd taken half a dozen steps that I worked out not only what had been said, but also that it was directed at us.

That's right, folks. Someone thought I was a lesbian.

It's perhaps a little understandable because I was in my long black coat which looks a little like a corset from the back due to the lacing.

bmovie itself was its usual vibrant self and it was great to catch up with the many people that I'd not seen for far too long.

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Today was polyday and though we didn't make it there until midday it was a fab day. In the afternoon we played a few games of Fluxx and wandered off with flirtydaz to the south bank to go on the London eye. We'd been queueing for something in the order of 20 minutes and were about half way round when the bulding was evacuated. I suspect this was due to a bomb scare, but due to apathy we didn't hang around long enough to ascertain exactly why.

Whilst on this train of thought, I came up with the perhaps Draconian idea that leaving one's bags unattended should be a criminal offence. I hesitate because I don't quite agree with punishing forgetfulness, but I think that people would take more care if it were a crime. At the very least it might help recoup some of the losses. What do people think?

We wandered back via a cafe type place and got a bite to eat, but left due to fatigue around 1930-2000.

Sorry to those of you with whom I didn't get much of a chance to speak. I count myself lucky that I have such a large and friendly community in which there isn't the time to catch up with everyone.

Wow. A fantastic weekend. The team did us all proud.

Workshops attended: relaunch of bi.org, third gender, transgender and sexuality, anonymous confessions, snog in, coming out and staying in at work, cover bis, future bicons, BSL/Deaf awareness.

Much debauchery was had, and quite a lot of drinking compared to my own usual levels. Bi snog-in was an achievement - huge kudos to bethanthepurple for organising it. Only got one comment from Other People, but didn't hear what they said due to getting carried away :-)

Highlights of the weekend were the Ceillidh and the picnic on the lawn on Sunday night.

Flat Cunt Monkey II was ace - consisiting of me, softfruit, glamcarnation, angeoverhere, johnnydefective, heiroglyphe, rainbowqueen, loopy_lorna and beadqueen.

It came to leaving time and I was a little dispondant that I would be the only one from BiCon on my particular train, though discovered mid-afternoon in the bar that C. would be on the same one so we had a chance to get to know one another and snuggle a little. Sorry it'd taken 3 years. Though in a way it's good that our community is so huge that we can't get to know everyone immediately.

The closing plenary is always a moving time as people say their thanks and the team are thanked and people are given awards. In particular, djm4's acceptance speech was very moving, containing the quote
Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family: whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one. - Jane Howard
It really hit home and made me weepy, though tears of joy :-)

BiCon comedown has been fairly minimal compared to 2002, though I do have a followup post to make at some stage.

Clicky - flash animation. Not worksafe in the least. Catchy melody though.

*luffs* to new friends.