TAFF - pg 22

   The fancy dress party followed later in the evening althouth not many
people turned up in fancy dress.  Dave Kyle (who arrived on Saturday aft-
ernoon) and Don had fun with their cameras, though, and Don and Ted, with
Pam Bulmer, were roped in to be judges.  First prize was won by Ethel
Lindsay and Ina Shorrock as the Witches of some extraterrestrial place
that I cannot remember offhand.

   Room parties were going full swing, of course, but on Saturday night
I gave them a miss.  Had a feeling that I should be as wideawake as pos-
sible for the BSFA meeting the following morning, which was just as well
because soon after it started I found I was more or less chairing it,
much to mu surprise.  Meanwhile, Bill had taken Don to see one of the
traditional sights of London - Speaker's Corner in Hyde Park - and I have
left that part of the report to him.

   The afternoon was covered with "This is Your Life) Norman Shorrock"
to Norman's complete surprise, followed by Doc WEir's talk on Keral
Capek and another auction.

   Have just remembered another reason why I was not at any room parties
on Saturday night.  Don wanted to do some night photography and Bill and
I took him up to Piccadilly, but after midnight the lights were going out
on the signs fairly rapidly.  We went through Leicester Square and Traf-
alger Square and thence back to the hotel, but Don did get some shots of
London side streets that had not caught up with the mid twentieth century
including a little street that was sheer Regency.

   There was a TAFF candidates quiz, but for the life of me I cannot rem-
ember now whether it was Saturday or Sunday and as usual, I can't find the
programme.  The professional film stood the test of time fairly well and
it was during this film - just beforehand rather that we met an American
girl, Ernestine Hope Bellamy, who had actually seen U.F.O.s.  I had always
kept an open mind about the things myself, but I was curious and we talked
to her afterwards about it.  And I should like to say right now that Miss
Hope Bellamy was no crank, but a very intelligent young lady.

   The professional film was followed by various amateur films and we ev-
entually wound up at a party in Don's room.  I did not count the number
of people who were there, but every inch of space seemed to be filled up
with fans.  The party broke up about 3 a.m., I think, and the Con proper
was over.

   Before the Con started we had suggested to Don that he might find it
interesting to take his camera up to Trafalgar square on Easter Monday
as the anti-nuclear people would be arriving from Aldermaston.  It seems
that a number of people suggested it to Don during the Con, too.  Anyway
Don went to the Square ahead of us and Bill and I said we'd meet him by
the statue of George Washington.  When we arrived there about fifty thou-
sand people already there waiting to see the marchers arrive and Bill
said we would never find Don in that lot. I spotted him half a minute
later on the steps of the National Gallery, to Bill's surprise. We went
over to him and found he had got himself comfortably ensconced on the
railings at the top of the steps where he had a good view of the whole