We were finally off, with two of us bouncing about in the back of the van on forever-shifting piles of ASTOUNDINGS. Suddenly the van started to make all sorts of weird noises, jerked spasmodically, and stopped, The driver informed us that it appeared that the van had broken down and to wait right there while he relayed this information to headquarters and that they would have a replacement van there in practically no time. Disembarking, we found ourselves somewhere uptown in London - right in front of a gigantic monument. Unfortunately, I neglected to discover to what or to whom the monument was dedicated. However, I shall always remember that imposing structure of granite as being the monument dedicated to "Where the Van Broke Down On Its Way to Inchmery". After about fifteen minutes, the driver informed us it would take longer than he had anticipated. So we proceeded to take color photos of each other. I also walked up to the main drag - positioned myself in the middle of the street and took a photo of a smiling bobby, who condescendingly posed for me. After all, what is a trip to London wfthout a photo of a bobby? I also got in a couple of a rather large stream called The Tems, or something like that. The replacement van finally arrived and we managed to make it to Inchmery, the abode of the Clarkes and Sanderson. The affable trio lived (they have now moved, as many of you know) in a second-floor apartment, with the main room functioning as kitchen, living room, library and reproduction (of fanzines, that is) department. Science fiction magazines, tape recorders, mimeographs, and typewriters were to be found everywhere. Behind the dining table was the majority of Vin's collection, which included early WONDERS, AMAZINGS, et cetera, They were so filed that it is conceivable that if an especially heavy truck were to go down the street while someone was eating his Wheaties, he might find his bowl partially covered with old WONDER Flakies. Anyway, the room had a real fannish atmosphere and Joy, Vin and Sandy made me feel at home immediately. As a matter of fact, Sandy was so kind that he gave me his bedroom and slept on the folding bed amidst all the magazines, tape recorders and typewriters. It secmed that we had been home only a few minutes when Joy came In with a gigantic, steaming bowl of omelet, which was the most delicious omelet I had ever tasted. It seems that Joy is noted for her omelets and, apparently, is also noted for fattening up her guests. Joy was forever placing food of some sort on the table - even to a full meal at midnight: No wonder I gained about ten pounds during my stay in England. Of course, several gallons per day of various hues of beer (light to dark) had something to do with it also. Following dinner we listened to a very lengthy tape from Bob Bloch and Dean Grennell - most of which consisted of Bloch recounting his adventures at the Cleven- tion Then we all said nice things to Bloch and Grennell. I remember saying that Inchmery Fandom was sercon, and had old WONDERS in their kitchen to prove it. I used (and use) the term "sercon' to mean "serious-constructive" in the broad sense, and not in the manner of implying scorn, as defined by Tucker and Raeburn. It seems that even if "sercon" did originally mean something else, like many other words and terms, general usage has resulted in it meaning "serious-constructive". And that evening we had visitors. For this was the evening of "The Meeting at the Summit". The visitors were Walt and Madelaine Willis and Ken and Pamela Bulmer. This group, plus our quartet, made a jolly combined meeting of eight. The meeting was Ken's baby, and he had planned this so-called "Meeting at the Summit" to be some- what different than what it finally materialized as. Ken's original plan was to have a meeting at the Loncon of himself, Walt and me. Ken had suggested that I invite several people who shared my opinions anent TAFF to attend. (He suggested Moskowitz and Ackerman.) This was so I wouldn't feel completely outnumbered in any TAFF discuss- ion. However, plans of mice and men gang aft agley - and the meeting did not occur at the Loncon.