Unfortunately, I’d already missed the "Man of Iron" script reading, which I am told was hilarious. I bumped into Judith Proctor on the way back to my room. She was dressed in US naval uniform and looked very smart. Apparently she was disguised as Harry Maybourne, whoever he is! I think he’s an imposter from Stargate, trying to infiltrate Redemption. We exchanged salutes and I photographed her uniform.

"Erm, Opening Ceremony?", asked Judith/Harry.

So I headed off to the Main Hall. The con was officially opened. Guests Tanith Lee and Damian London were introduced. Chris Boucher and Mike Collins were delayed and would arrive later. Next were the mixer games. I decided to mix with a jacket potato with cheese, and a coffee in the bar.

It was good to see the regular attendees; and to chat to some of the newer folk. Sadly missing was Patricia Carter, whom I’d had such a good time with in 2001. Obviously, it’s a long way to travel, and quite understandable if she couldn’t get here. C’est la vie...

Having been suitably refreshed, I repaired to the video room to watch the B7 episode, “Sand”, written by guest Tanith Lee. I hadn’t seen this for a while, and it was good to be reminded of what a top episode it is. When “Sand” finished, I wandered over to the evening’s filk session, hosted by Judith Proctor. This year it was in Romney, a bit out of the way. This contrasts with Redemption 2001, when we were in Chartwell, right next to the Ops room. But a fair crowd of people turned up. The thing I love about filking is the inclusivity. You don’t need a brilliant voice or musical talent to enjoy and take part in filking; just enthusiasm. We sang beautifully in the key of filk into the wee small hours of the morning.