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".
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Ah bless, what a great day out (ha!). Beats Twycross Zoo or the Black Country Museum.
I'm off to Bletchley Park today, on a trip arranged by Cambridge University Alumni Association. I doubt there will be two queues. Or any mangoes. Except perhaps for lunch.
SM - I love Twycross Zoo - had an annual pass for a few years...until I caught the gibbons having relations in front of a group of schoolchildren.
They were doing it monkey-stylee, but face-to-face and it was all a bit too dramatic/traumatic for me....
Lola, get you and your fancy ways! I always knew you were the clever sort...hope you enjoy the mangoes.
i just don't understand the whole manga craze...give me superman and wonderwoman any day of the week...
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