I haven’t fell off the end of the world. I’m just taking my time recovering from the Edinburgh Comic Con and should have myself together to complete my report on it tomorrow, work permitting. I think I’ve learned the limits of my post-stroke/cancer body and need to perhaps listen to it rather than tell it to fuck off and go whistle.
So, a full report to come but til then here’s a look of what a comic convention is like if you’re desperately knackered…
