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- CovenantJr
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I just found an internet cafe and decided to write a quick response. I met with Cleburne first, and Nav soon after - Covenant Junior was running late (although he was not too late). We all sat down for coffee and sandwiches, and soon moved on to a bar. I found the conversations to be fantastic - everyone was very funny and intelligent, and we all chatted non-stop. It was a shame that Cleburne had to leave 'early', although I was relieved that Nav and Cov Jr were able to stay a bit later for dinner (Indian at Masala).
I recall Cov Jr saying how surreal it was to be chatting to me, and I found it the same to some degree. But I found it very surreal to say goodbye. After everyone had left there was this strange feeling of 'did that really happen?'
I'm due to leave for Australia in 2 days, so it's also rather sad that I wont have that opportunity again for a long time.
I'd like to thank Cleburne, Nav and Covenant Jr for their excellent company. The watch is truly a great place with such great members such as themselves. But a special thanks goes to Cleburne for the effort of organising things.
I'll post the photos when I get home in four days.
I recall Cov Jr saying how surreal it was to be chatting to me, and I found it the same to some degree. But I found it very surreal to say goodbye. After everyone had left there was this strange feeling of 'did that really happen?'

I'd like to thank Cleburne, Nav and Covenant Jr for their excellent company. The watch is truly a great place with such great members such as themselves. But a special thanks goes to Cleburne for the effort of organising things.
I'll post the photos when I get home in four days.
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It was a pleasure meeting up with you guys it was a pity I coulndt have stayed longer and enjoyed the indian meal as I was completly famish when I departed for home and I felt a bit guilty for leaving early.(a few more beers would have gone down nicely
) I coudlnt believe how fast the afternoon went it just flew bye and its nice to actually to met some people from KW and such a good bunch of lads aswell. Hopefully in the future we can get together again maybe have an U.K Fest.
Once again thanks to Lore,Covenant Jr, Nav and Rachel for a grand afternoon. Photos will be posted soon.Sorry not good at down scaling photos for the album so here is one from Lorefest.Nav ,Cleburne, Covenant Jr and last but not least Loremaster
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Once again thanks to Lore,Covenant Jr, Nav and Rachel for a grand afternoon. Photos will be posted soon.Sorry not good at down scaling photos for the album so here is one from Lorefest.Nav ,Cleburne, Covenant Jr and last but not least Loremaster


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What happened to CovJr? Did someone cut off his legs? 

Now if I could just find a way to wear live bees as jewelry all the time.....
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We do have the best-lookin' guys here at the Watch. 
Glad to hear you guys had a good time.

Glad to hear you guys had a good time.


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They are handsome. Except for CovJr, he's a bit of a troll. 

Now if I could just find a way to wear live bees as jewelry all the time.....
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Hmm, sounds like you'll be sleeping in the bus station when you visit Wales this winter, Jenn.... 



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There's always James....




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- CovenantJr
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That's cool that you got to meet Lore's girlfriend too. 

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Ok, so here's my take:
I arrived early. Very early, thanks to my coach somehow getting in ahead of schedule. I hung around for the remaining hour or so, reading The War of the Worlds. Eventually I wondered why everyone was so late. Then Nav called me and revealed my directional error.
So I was not 'late', Mr Loremaster; I was early but mislocated.
When I found the coffee shop containing Loremaster, Rachael, Cleburne and Nav, Loremaster's first words to me, after my name, were a comment on my proportions and some profanity. Loremaster swears more than you might expect. And that's not all. But more on that later.
It soon became apparent during coffee shop conversation that Cleburne is Irish. I mention this because I was previously unaware. He's also a friendly and personable gent, and it was a pleasure to meet him. It equally rapidly became clear that Loremaster is Loremaster to the core. He's very much how he appears to be online, though marginally less obsessed with period drama.
He's also my match in height, which makes his earlier exclamations a little baffling.
There was some talk about other Watchers, London, the works of SRD, and other things. Several beverages of various caffeinated types were consumed, and I ate a sandwich that was too fishy. This may have been due to the fish content.
Throughout this encounter, Nav and Cleburne dominated the group by sitting on needlessly lofty stools while Loremaster and Rachael occupied more humble chairs and I was relegated to something that appeared to be a large cushion made rigid through age and neglect. This cushion left me positioned beside Rachael, with whom I had many a pleasant conversation about Winston Churchill, and one or two about other things. She purported to be intrigued by my brief account of Donaldsonian matters, but it may have been a lie to divert my attention to Nav on my other side.
Pub attendance followed. It was at this point that Loremaster enacted his second image-shattering deed of the day by ordering beer. The sight of Loremaster sipping a pint of London Pride haunts me still. More conversation followed, on a wide variety of subjects, including the Watch, political and religious climates of several countries, the relationship between cynical agnostics and god, and, to the boredom of everyone but Nav and me, regions of Nottingham.
From the pub to the park. Large and pleasant, with a boating lake. Wandering, conversation, photos, sighting of a huge plastic sheet, departure to seek a suitable tube station for Cleburne's sad exit. Somewhere along the way, those of us who remained decided to go and eat. After wandering Leicester Square and Covent Garden for some time, finding only shops and occasional offices in streets previously bursting with restaurants, we spotted a Masala restaurant that had Loremaster and Rachael's approval from previous visits. We ate - me quite messily - drank a mango-flavoured yoghurt, and ate some of the lard-textured ice cream known as kulfi. Except Rachael, that is. She had some other dessert, but by that time she'd begun rambling semi-coherently into her food and I paid little attention to what she ordered. Loremaster shocked all present yet again by indulging in some unseemly speculation on the potential applications of objects he'd seen in his travels. He also revealed that, astoundingly, border security had disapproved of his razor-sharp machete-sized letter opener in the shape of a sword.
Meal over, we headed for the tube and our subsequent parting of ways, but not before Loremaster congratulated me on out-disparaging his companion and I threatened to kick said companion in the face if she doesn't at least lurk on the Watch. Having devised a way to administer this facial trauma by post once Rachael returns home, the fest disbanded and I took the tedious coach trip back to Nottingham.
I hope this satisfies even the most detail-hungry readers.
I arrived early. Very early, thanks to my coach somehow getting in ahead of schedule. I hung around for the remaining hour or so, reading The War of the Worlds. Eventually I wondered why everyone was so late. Then Nav called me and revealed my directional error.
So I was not 'late', Mr Loremaster; I was early but mislocated.
When I found the coffee shop containing Loremaster, Rachael, Cleburne and Nav, Loremaster's first words to me, after my name, were a comment on my proportions and some profanity. Loremaster swears more than you might expect. And that's not all. But more on that later.
It soon became apparent during coffee shop conversation that Cleburne is Irish. I mention this because I was previously unaware. He's also a friendly and personable gent, and it was a pleasure to meet him. It equally rapidly became clear that Loremaster is Loremaster to the core. He's very much how he appears to be online, though marginally less obsessed with period drama.


Throughout this encounter, Nav and Cleburne dominated the group by sitting on needlessly lofty stools while Loremaster and Rachael occupied more humble chairs and I was relegated to something that appeared to be a large cushion made rigid through age and neglect. This cushion left me positioned beside Rachael, with whom I had many a pleasant conversation about Winston Churchill, and one or two about other things. She purported to be intrigued by my brief account of Donaldsonian matters, but it may have been a lie to divert my attention to Nav on my other side.
Pub attendance followed. It was at this point that Loremaster enacted his second image-shattering deed of the day by ordering beer. The sight of Loremaster sipping a pint of London Pride haunts me still. More conversation followed, on a wide variety of subjects, including the Watch, political and religious climates of several countries, the relationship between cynical agnostics and god, and, to the boredom of everyone but Nav and me, regions of Nottingham.
From the pub to the park. Large and pleasant, with a boating lake. Wandering, conversation, photos, sighting of a huge plastic sheet, departure to seek a suitable tube station for Cleburne's sad exit. Somewhere along the way, those of us who remained decided to go and eat. After wandering Leicester Square and Covent Garden for some time, finding only shops and occasional offices in streets previously bursting with restaurants, we spotted a Masala restaurant that had Loremaster and Rachael's approval from previous visits. We ate - me quite messily - drank a mango-flavoured yoghurt, and ate some of the lard-textured ice cream known as kulfi. Except Rachael, that is. She had some other dessert, but by that time she'd begun rambling semi-coherently into her food and I paid little attention to what she ordered. Loremaster shocked all present yet again by indulging in some unseemly speculation on the potential applications of objects he'd seen in his travels. He also revealed that, astoundingly, border security had disapproved of his razor-sharp machete-sized letter opener in the shape of a sword.
Meal over, we headed for the tube and our subsequent parting of ways, but not before Loremaster congratulated me on out-disparaging his companion and I threatened to kick said companion in the face if she doesn't at least lurk on the Watch. Having devised a way to administer this facial trauma by post once Rachael returns home, the fest disbanded and I took the tedious coach trip back to Nottingham.
I hope this satisfies even the most detail-hungry readers.

- CovenantJr
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I was tempted to point that out. 

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- Cleburne
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Thank you Covenant Jr for your kind words
Im going to put another photo in here if you dont mind similar to the others but different in its own way pay attention to Rachs fingers. Dont know what Covenant Jr was trying to do maybe trying to get away
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What is it about CovJr that inspires such wanton violence in women he just meets? 

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CovenantJr wrote:. She even coped with me threatening to kick her in the face.

But if you're all about the destination, then take a fucking flight.
We're going nowhere slowly, but we're seeing all the sights.
And we're definitely going to hell, but we'll have all the best stories to tell.
Full of the heavens and time.
We're going nowhere slowly, but we're seeing all the sights.
And we're definitely going to hell, but we'll have all the best stories to tell.
Full of the heavens and time.
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Hi everyone,
I'm about to leave London. Well, in eight hours
. Without a doubt, London is the most amazing city I have ever experienced. I will write more when I get home in three days. I will miss the United Kingdom.
Once again, thanks again to Cleburne, Nav and Covenant Jr.
I'm about to leave London. Well, in eight hours

Once again, thanks again to Cleburne, Nav and Covenant Jr.
Waddley wrote:your Highness Sir Dr. Loredoctor, PhD, Esq, the Magnificent, First of his name, Second Cousin of Dragons, White-Gold-Plate Wielder!
i'm jealous!!!
i missed lorefest!!
rachel looks FUN!!! loremastah looks positively ebbulient (or however you spell that)
nav and cleb are cute and cov jr is...well...cov jr. dang. miss you cov!!
i'm so glad you all had a good time!!



nav and cleb are cute and cov jr is...well...cov jr. dang. miss you cov!!
i'm so glad you all had a good time!!


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have you ever tried explaining yourself
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i've had this with actors before, on the set,
where they get upset about the [size of my]
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cause... i'm from Kentucky
and that's not what we brag about.
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a straight edge for legends at
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lost cities of gold. burnt tar,
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Haphazard Lucy strolls by.
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have you ever tried explaining yourself
to one of them?
~ alan bates, the mothman prophecies
i've had this with actors before, on the set,
where they get upset about the [size of my]
trailer, and i'm always like...take my trailer,
cause... i'm from Kentucky
and that's not what we brag about.
~ george clooney, inside the actor's studio
a straight edge for legends at
the fold - searching for our
lost cities of gold. burnt tar,
gravel pits. sixteen gears switch.
Haphazard Lucy strolls by.
~ dennis r wood ~