Mata Meet 1st April 2006 - Liverpool

Okay, going from left to right along the top row, there's Froggie (Mhari), Cath, me (Mata), PixieGoth (Sam), SPS (Pat, looking tall at the back), and Darkangel (Vic). On the bottom row there is Smiler (Matt, in blue), Wyvern (Erin, below Matt's head), Faeriryn (Ryn, in pink), and MrTeapot (MrT. Yep.). Not seen in these photos are Wytukaze and Samorine, who were there but then ran away. Aww.

Ta-da!

Wyvern was tickled and fell over. I think this is a new meet tradition.

Everyone took photos and remarked on how much it looked like a lesbian orgy. I'm not sure how they knew this, or why the lesbians would be fully clothed.

People! Doing stuff!

Froggie had great socks.

Pixie is told by SPS that Santa might not be real.

Look! You can vibrate your nipples with your phone!

Hurrah!

Some things are just too fantastic looking to walk on by. Click the picture for a bigger version.

MrT and MrT. SPS and Cath feel a bit silly. What you can't see is the two shaven-headed Liverpudlians giving us very scary looks just to the right of the photo.

Just of to the right of the photo Pixie is performing a recreation of the charge of the Light Brigade using the medium of mime.

This is the bit where they charge up the canyon and are attacked by dinosaurs. It was very exciting. It's a shame I didn't video it.

This was the bit where the Light Brigade warns the Duke of Wellington about the approaching Spanish armarda by using a stargate powered by a solar-flare to facilitate time travel. Understandably, Darkangel and Wyvern are transfixed.

At this point, MrTeapot decided that he would attempt cross-dressing. Fortunately, the shaven-headed Liverpudlians from earlier were no longer nearby.

What do you do when you find drawers in a pub? You leave messages of course. Click the pics for larger versions.

Broken windows, graphitti, and a building site. Definitely my kind of venue!

Meanwhile, off having bacon-sandwiches at Darkangel's flat, I spot evidence that he might be a bit of a goth.

The ducks are plotting something.

SPS prepares himself to expose his nipple. Pixie is rather startled by this turn of events.

Ryn shields her eyes from the magnificence of SPS's nipple.

Smiler feels sad that his nipples aren't as impressive as SPS's.

So everyone does bunny-ears for inspiration. It works. Try it.

Pixie gets ready to karate-chop MrTeapot.

Cath watches like the devious minx that she is.

The pain!

Hahaha, Pixie didn't attack him really! MrTeapot looks relieved.

Unknown to him, Cath is actually the one who is going to karate-chop him!

Which puts Ryn and Smiler in the mood for love... For some reason.

... and so they protect our innocent eyes behind Ryn's enormous hood.

Cath and Wyvern climb into Darkangel's chest.

On the right is Annemarie, Smiler's sister, trying to teach Smiler the correct hand position for karate-chops. He's not got the hang of it yet.

Suddenly, SPS shrank to the size of an ashtray. It was very surprising.

Snog time!

And look at that! Not a hint of blue lipstick anywhere out of place! Now that's professional.

MrTeapot is pleased that he's found someone who's not karate-chopping him.

... but is Cath planning something?

No, it was just a diversion before Wyvern attacks, but MrTeapot has been learning kung fu skills and defeats her attack with a cunning use of a praying mantis style block.

It is a very large hood.

MrTeapot prepares a ninja-style postcard of death attack on Cath.

But luckily is distracted by Ryn and no-one is killed. Yay!

Pixie looks nervous while Ed, her lovely chappie, explains how to make a small thermonuclear device from tinfoil and potato peel.

Alarmingly, all fluid in the building turned into salt for three seconds before reverting to its normal state.

Froggie whispers to Cath 'I've superglued my fingers to my lips'.

Mmm... Fire...

SPS is startled by a buffalo stampde (just out of view in this picture). Apparently they happen all the time in Liverpool.

Goths!

Suddenly an angel appeared above the dancefloor and Ryn averts her eyes from its majesty.

It's one of those air-guitar moments.

And so here we are again.

Boing!

Cath looks demure.

The next day, time for SPS and I to leave Pixie's kind hospitality. I was a bit hungover at this point.

But not too hungover to take a pretty photo on the journey home.

BONUS FEATURE!

SMILER DANCES!