Looking back over my history with events at the GSC they seem to alternate between deathly quiet endurance testers and so-busy-that-blink-and-it’s-over outings. This Saturday session fell somewhere in-between. The attendance level inside was consistent though not overly massive
Starting the morning with some spotting I was in very real danger of suffering sunburnt neck but equally the fine weather meant that during the period in front of the entrance there was a regular flow of people passing after crossing the footbridge across the Clyde.
Moving inside we found that the attendance level was not overly massive, compounded by the fact that the majority of the public wandering the floors had already passed us to enter the building and availed themselves of the opportunity for a photo on the first encounter, as a result… well, idle hands and all that… the lulls leading to opportunities for mischief.
The troop taking a lids off break allowed me to kit up too, and as early afternoon rolled round we resumed position out front which coincided with a noticeable increase in foot-fall. This kept us occupied enough to take us through to the end of the event, indeed I don’t recall us re-entering the building during my time in costume, until we came to de-kit in the spacious changing facilities and avail ourselves of the wide selection of refreshments and cooked dinners which had been arranged by the EC to be provided by the venue. Though the offer of second helpings was there, we were about to get back into costume…
I can’t believe I managed to do four days at this event last year, clearly I’m getting older because after just the one day of trooping I was wiped out for the next 48 hours!
As ever Andrews staff looked after us to an excellent standard and despite being a Sunday all four of us were kept busy enough with photo requests to make the hours fly past. Only one incident right at the end of the day slightly spoiled the event when a parent started encouraging his child to start pulling components off of the costumes and worse, while the child was being kept at arms length began to do the same thing himself.
Although our spotter didn’t get the opportunity to take any photos to validate our event attendance for the applicable detachments luckily pending Denizen Leo was working in-store that day and sent on the couple of photos he’d had taken…
While the marching from the management suite to the shop was occassionally hairy it was probably preferrable to the five of us being lost forever in the maze of service corridors of the Buchanan Galleries.
And as an even more stranger thing, we 100% did not see the secret Lego set being launched in at the midnight opening of the Leicester Square store on 15th May!
National Sports Training Centre Inverclyde, Largs 09:00 – 16:00
I did one of these Big Glasgow Comic Page events about two years back and was pleasantly surprised that about the quantity and breadth of attendees. There are other comic con events where our presence barely gets a second glance having attended so often over the years, but local events like these with a token admission cost bring a more diverse mixture of nerds and families, especially with younger children who may otherwise not be inclined to hike all the way to your SECs or Braeheads who may never have seen us before.
That said on the long uphill drive from the sea front in Largs up to the Inverclyde Sports Centre I did wonder what attendance would be like, as unlike the Rutherglen event it wasn’t located in the town centre and with the limited parking already crowded with vendor vans and transport for the Paralympic Boccia athletes who were using the premises at the same time…
After kitting up and wandering into the hall the event was taking place in my heart slightly sunk. There were easily 50 dealer tables there, but the space was so large it made the number of public attending look tiny in comparison. On the plus-side, this meant that the aisles were also huge, allowing ourselves and the Rebel Legion… er… not “troopers”… rebellers? rebellionists? …whatever… to navigate easily and remain spread out for individual photos while easily coming together for any requested group shots.
The flow was steady if not overwhelming throughout the day, similarly dying off as the afternoon wore closer to the cosplay competition allowing us to de-kit and have a limited look round the stalls as the vendors commenced their packing up…
A slightly curtailed Sunday event due to the vagaries of public transport, but with our Rebel Legion counterparts present in a larger number the day seemed much busier (indeed the number of photos seemingly confirms this with near double the number taken over even the Saturday of this event weekend). Unfortunately with the sun splitting the sky all, it also seemed much warmer to be in costume for even those few hours!
We were lucky to have Chewie present as I’m pretty sure it’s obvious he was the big draw for the crowds. His popularity is hard to compete with and sometimes it’s easier to just go with it and just sidle into the background of people’s snaps with him, but I think the Empires finest held their own in the photos stakes on the day…
With one of the patients recently having had passed away and the family preparing to leave for the funeral, the resultant air of melancholy over Robin House meant that this ended up being a short, quiet, event with a few photos before we de-kitted.
I’ll just refer you back to the closing paragraph here, as to why for this cause the effort is still worthwhile…