intu Braehead, Glasgow 10:00 – 17:00
|Adi Gallia||Lynn McDavid||Jedi Master|
|Jessek||Julie Sword||Rebel Pilot|
|Kit Fisto||Brian McDavid||Jedi Master|
|Kyle Venson||Fraser Stevenson||Rebel Pilot|
|Obi-Wan Kenobi||Alex Dick||Jedi Master|
“Hi, everybody, and a very pleasant good afternoon to you, wherever you may be, I’m Vin Scully and it’s Alien Day here at Braehead Arena…”
The exciting public debut of three new RLUK alien costumes help fight back the tiredness following all day Saturday at the event (full disclosure, there would have been an additional alien because I had my Jawa with me but by the time I was sure Julie was coping in the Quarren mask my enthusiasm for kitting up was sitting somewhere in the lower, lower, sub-basement level of the shopping center) which was fortunate because the public attendance surely wasn’t of sufficient volume to help perk the proceedings up.
The start of the of the day was spent hanging about the dealer hall waiting for Garrick Hagon to be available to have a group photo with the pilots afer which it was out to the food court area. I don’t think I saw a member of the public show any interest in our presence until just before 11:00 which made the morning session a long, slow, slog until lunchtime.
After a hurried lunch I was due on the Rebel Legion table. I mentioned in my field report for Saturday that the UKG table had a decent location at the entrance but got little attention and unfortunately for the RL (and Mando Mercs) the table was about 3/4 of the length of the even hall away formthat enterance, down a side corridor towards the public locker area. While it was admittedly positioned outside the door to the room being used for photo shoots which saw a lot of passing traffic, these people were only concerned with getting to and from their celebrity photosession. Indeed in the hour I was there the only non-member who looked at the tables or spoke was the eternally lovely Katy Manning who offered to turn an X-Wing Helmet into one of the lampshades she makes. I’d love to know what the conversion rate is on those who stop by the tables who go onto become cleared members of the respective costume groups because it’s a definite drain on the number of crew and costumers available per day for what seem like a real low benefit.
Following my table time it was back out to the shopping centre where the usual suspects were making a last push to the bitter end of the event. Although the event was officially on till 17:00 by about 15:45 the centre was emptying and some of the stall holders had already packed away. With only Paul and Julie left kitted up we elected to take a last walk round the hall itself (more exactly one of us walked with his long legs and stilts, others trotted quickly behind in an attempt to keep up) before calling it quits…