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I went to my beloved Gallifrey today, I keep on getting asked back which is soooo wonderful, Im part of the family now, God Bless Shaun and all involved!!

OK, so everyone who knows me, or knows of me, knows that I MUST be allowed to walk into a convention with all my bags and boxes, go to my table, get set up and THEN once Im sitting I have all the time in the world for literally everyone... Its even in my "100 things about me" I think.. DONT ponce on me the SECOND I walk through the door dragging all my boxes and bags, PLEASE wait till I get my badge at registration and get to my table and unpack.. Im at the conventions for three days on the whole, so WHY pounce on my before I have even put my bags down properly.. I dont get it. It used to happen alot at conventions until word got oput to respect my arrival.. You see, I will always just walk away and get organized BEFORE Im ready to hang with everyone.

Today, I got out of the cab, got all my HEAVY boxes from the trunk, loaded them on my wheelie and DRAGGED the 80 pound lot into the hotel.. (60 12 ounce candles etc) The doors opened automatically and I went straight to the registration desk to get my badge and ask where my table was. From very very close behind me I heard a series smart-arsed remarks aimed at me while I was trying to do business with the committee, I shifted and noticed that a massively tall man, about 6ft 5 standing LITERALLY 4 inches behind me, no kidding.. Now THAT is TOOO close and definitely crossing every boundary I can think of, he was making smart comments while practically right up against me, but not touching..

A no no at any time from anyone!..

I couldnt WAIT to get away.. I rushed off hearing this person coming after me calling "Ginny" Ginny".. I had no idea who they were, no one I knew, I didnt know the voice or the face..

All fans call me Ginny, so I didnt turn around.. I kept on going and very very quickly darted into the greenroom to get away.

Now, whoever you were... Firstly... I am going to be at the convention all day, for 7 hours, and ALL DAY tomorrow and all day Sunday... Why pounce on me the second I walk into the hotel dragging all my boxes sweating?.. No one else EVER does that, not these days, everyone KNOWS I bloody hate that. I am the MOST generous person with my fans and fan-friends, I have lots of love for everyone and will spend literally hours and hours with each person talking at my table.. There are only 2 things I ask.. and these are WELL documented about me.. Dont interview me or pepper me with questions in the bathroom, I need a moments privacy to check my make-up, brush my teeth and go to the loo... and the second time is when Im walking in the door dragging bags at a hotel or convention registration and setting up.. Once Im unpacked you are all welcome to spend 7 hours straight with me, but for GODS sake give me the "space" to come into the convention and get to my table.. OK??

And DONT EVER creep up and stand behind me 4 inches from me. Its VERY creepy and very scary!

If you know me, email me and tell me you are going to attend, I will arrange tickets and look forward to seeing you at my table once Im unpacked and settld in...

If you dont know me, and only know of me, then I look forward to seeing you at my table once Im unpacked and settled in...

If we know eachother on the net only, but not by face or voice, then I look forward to seeing you at my table once Im unpacked and settled in...

You dont understand? Ok, Ill give you an example of what its like..

Imagine that you are a caterer and have a job and are arriving at a function to set up a table with food for all the guests, you arrive and while still dragging all your boxes through the lobby you start getting people asking you for plates of food and napkins.. Its a bit like that..

Does that make sense?

The boundry thing? Imagine you are going to a store to buy something, its a big department store like Bloomindales, you get out of your cab and enter the store.. Imagine that suddenly there is a person you dont know standing 4 inches behind you, almost touching and a dialogue is happening in your ear. This person just keeps talking and sprouting smart arsed comments looming over you.. you start off and that person follows you.. Wouldnt you rush away?

Um, let me think.. YES!!!!!!

So here is rule number one for those of you who dont know me, I have a heart the size of a mountain and will have all the time in the world for you, but for Gods sake, let me get in the bloody building and unpacked at my table before pouncing will you?

Ta..

Lecture over.

Those of you who know me know to wait till Im unpacked..

See you all tomorrow at Gallifrey.. If you are a friend from the blog, then know that I dont know what you look like or sound like.. You know exactly what I sound like and look like, but I dont have that luxury, so just let me get settled in and then come over, face to face and say hi. Dont sneak up behind me when I first enter into a building, or anytime for that matter. You may get a backhander or security dragging you out, so just be respectful, I will always try to be in my own loud way!

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