Another one. My own this time.
When I wasn't as old as I am now, I went off to meet the lovely Mr Terry Pratchett. (To be honest, I thought there would have been more stories about meeting him as pretty much everyone who owns one of his books has. Unless no-one else admits to reading them, except Bill Door) I hadn't thought of him as a hero until this QOTW but I suppose he is really - I love the way he thinks* and he gives me hope that there are other people out there that view the world with the same sense of dazed disbelief and mirth that I do.

But anyway, went off to meet the man upstairs in Forbidden Planet in Cardiff. Queued up with the other black wearing whelps and trudged up the curving stairs. I was with my boyfriend of the time, a hard core goff of the highest order (his view). His outfit had buckles aplenty and if memory serves, some spikes. I think there was PVC, eyeliner and black lipstick too, but as I say, it was a long time ago and some memories get repressed) We got up to the desk and Mr Pratchett says to the boyfriend while signing his book, 'So, are you a New Romantic then?' to which boyfriend stuttered and fumed and could say nothing. Then, to me, within earshot of said boyfriend, Mr Pratchett says 'So, are you a goth?'**

Laugh? I nearly surfed on the wave as I widdled myself. Hero status indeed for goff mockery.

*"I am not sure that there's such a thing as right. Or wrong. Just places to stand." Bill Door, in Reaper Man

** I am not a goth and was in fact wearing flowery hippy joyfulness.
( ancrenne doesn't eat anything that can play video games, Wed 31 May 2006, 13:01, closed)