So what happened? Well, some Confab people and some Evolution people got together to talk about doing a (different) fanzine. And we talked and talked about what it should be like and how many staples.... So after the Evolution half of the group went home, Alison and I looked at each other, heaved a sigh of relief and sat down to do our own fanzine still amazed at people who'd rather have meetings than get on with it.
Anyway, here is Plokta, a fanzine with a mission to be less worthy than Attitude, less informative than Ansible and with less angst than any fanzine from Leeds.
Alison thinks you ought to know that she's having a baby in January. Steve
thinks this is just to get out of coming to his and Giulia's wedding which is
also in January 1997 (anyone who can get to Hobart, Tasmania is welcome to come
along). Now you know. Look out for a birth report rivalling that of Helena
Bowels for gratuitous violence and graphic detail in some future issue of
Plokta. "And then, with blood and pus everywhere, the
baby exploded from her stomach..." Emails of congratulation may be sent to
the foetus at
And what use is a fanzine without a con report? Here's Steve's detailed report on Evolution:
"I'm going away for a few days," I told the folks at work. "Where are you going?" "Heathrow." "Funny, funny. Where are you really going?" Umm....
Ah, off to the far flung fabled land of Hea Thro where the beauteous gopher
geishas dance to the enchanting strains of Pat McMurray's third spare
wallyphone. Where immensely rich
barefoot beflipflopped fans
swan around all day, drinking Real Ale from the beer nuts hanging from every
tree. Where tantalising Americans seduce pure-minded young British conrunners
(and vice versa). You weren't there? Shame...
Beauteous, bathing gopher geishas frolicking
frothily in the whitewater whirlpool.
"Steve, not everybody has a local area network in their study." "No, but I am trying to extend a spur down to the living room".
A usually reliable source tells us that one P McMurray is suspected of
plotting to run more Eastercons, bidding for another British Worldcon and
planning to invade Poland. The Tim Illingworth Control squad have been alerted
and hope to get the problem under control as soon as possible. In the mean time,
fans are warned not to go to conventions and to avoid pubs at all costs.
McMurray is said to be extremely dangerous. Anyone spotting him should not
approach him but should contact the emergency services immediately.
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