Lord help me, but today I went to a manga convention.
It's a long story as to why i was there, but trust me when I say that my presence was neither my choice nor my fault. I blame my comic-fan brother and his manga-mad son.
So there's two queues. One for your common or garden variety of comic fan. Another for anyone dressed up as a character.
Sweet child of mine, these people scared me. They were disguised as a variety of manga characters - spike haired teenage boys in jumpsuits, over-sexed nuns with samurai swords and other, diverse, bizarre, freakish costumes.
"Uncle, Uncle!" my 4 year old niece shouted excitedly "look at those people - they're dressed like mangoes".