Star One. Stockton-on-Tees
page one of three
10 to 12 March 2006
(the guests are on page two and
the closing ceremony on page three)
Pictures on all three pages taken by Snowgrouse and myself (apart
from one by Sarah on page two).
Hanging around the bar on Friday night
The winning pub quiz team (Snowgrouse in the picture on the right
was already at the bar when the team photo was taken)
The problems with having a birthday at a convention
And yes, that book was launched.
The Caption Contest
I didn't win the caption contest
with Paula's suggestions, but here they are for you to enjoy:
"What do you mean, 'we're going to need a bigger gadget'?"
Avon finally stopped droning on about the decoder when he realised
Their attempt to fix the waste disposal unit had failed miserably,
would shortly realise exactly why Avon was surreptitiously raising
As Blake marvelled at his latest feat of technical wizardry, Avon
it best not to tell him it was all done with a simple bicycle pump
bits of blu-tac.
Avon's dentist was a bit of a nutter, but his tooth-whitening technique
the best results in the galaxy.
Having first demonstrated the effectiveness of the electrolysis
wand on his
own head, Shrinker closed in on Avon to perform a long-overdue nostril
"Do you know what this is?"
"It's a lip liner."
"It's a - Ah. So it is. However did that get in there? That's
I never saw it before in my life," stammered Shrinker, blushing
he threw it back in his handbag.
"These BBC make-up girls just keep on getting prettier and
Avon prepares for his fourth attempt at the record for playing the
"Are we nearly there yet?" asked Tarrant. "I feel
sick and I need a wee."
"When I tap on the dashboard, I want you to perform an emergency
Tarrant. Of course, Blake had already failed for undue hesitancy
driving off-road in an inappropriate vehicle, but at least this
field was a
short-cut back to the test centre.
Tarrant's cack-handed attempt to assist with a tricky gear-change
him a slapped face, and the rest of the journey was spent in awkward
As he watched the hand creeping towards his thigh, Tarrant suddenly
understood all Avon's warnings about getting into cars with strange
"This new series of The Professionals is never going to work
if we both have
curly hair," thought Gareth, grimly.
"Of course," ventured Tarrant. "We could always just
The Closing Ceremony
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