Crux-Emperor Baracus X
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I never got the email,so I missed out on the annual Cruxforums,get-together,at the Red Lion...yet again.....
I imagine it will be a more than annual event nowI never got the email,so I missed out on the annual Cruxforums,get-together,at the Red Lion...yet again.....
Hmmm, I didn't get my invite either!I never got the email, so I missed out on the annual Cruxforums, get-together, at the Red Lion...yet again.....
Yes, but that's all due to shelf life. You try to leave a girl on a shelf for a decade and see where that gets you.Maggs is the place to drool over rarities, mostly lined up for auction, five-figure reserves, slavegirls sell for less ...
I never got the email,so I missed out on the annual Cruxforums,get-together,at the Red Lion...yet again.....
Hmmm, I didn't get my invite either!
Something against the other side of the pond?
well, my shopping bag's quite heavy now, a few little treasures I've snapped up ... Trafalgar Square, Whitehall, here we are, Red Lion, not the rampant Scottish one, but there are some weel-kent figures inside looking rampant enough ...
Yes, but that's all due to shelf life. You try to leave a girl on a shelf for a decade and see where that gets you.
Hmm... I'm probably busy trying to find the famous London slavemarkets. A flyer I saw promised a special sale today...Well, blame the US Post Office. They’ve been having difficulties lately. But hey, this is the Internet and this is CF, step right up and transport yourself to the Red Lion and join the party. It’s never too late.
Glad you’ve made such a lovely multi-purpose excursion of it, Eul. Impressive! But now it’s time to make your entrance. Join us! The party’s only just begun.
That's right, Jolly - I figured with everybody else arranging to meet each other outside the abbey, it would be more effective to find ourselves on the opposite side of the street, aiming for a landmark neither of us was likely to miss. That was the inaugural meeting which established the Red Lion as the official CF conference venue - hard to believe it was three years ago, but I've been back a couple of times since to meet Wragg and Phlebas.Central Methodist Hall.
Somewhat smaller than the building, and slightly less prominently displayed, was a chap with a beard, looking around for someone. I had told him I would be wearing a hat. And so I met Bob.
When I met Bobinder in London, it was a bright cheerful day and I was idly wandering around Westminster, as one does, checking out the girls and the rather impressive statue of Richard the Lionhearted gallantly attacking cars in the carpark at the Palace of Westminster (I kid you not). At the time, I believe he was taking on a Volkwagen Jetta and a Vauxhall single handed. Anyway, I had PMed my mobile coordinates or something to both Wragg and Bobinder at the time, so I was checking from time to time as I watched the various protest groups and tourist girls on the large square across the street from Westminster Abbey. "If you're at the Abbey," said Bob via some message app, "we should meet at the Methodist Central Hall."
That sounded a bit obscure to me. In Canada, if you say "the Methodist hall", you are probably talking about a building about the size of a small bungalow, hidden by trees and likely having a dumpster or two to further obscure the view. Methodists are very much below the radar. I'm looking at Westminster Abbey (rather large), and wondering why Bob chose this other location to meet. Anyway, I started looking around for this little frumpy thing, wondering why I had come all the way to England for this.
There is, near Westminster Abbey on the one side, the Palace of Westminster, former home of kings and queens and now the home of Parliament (and the aforementioned Richard, battling the parked cars). On another side is a series of ancient buildings - there is a gate through these buildings and if you go through it, you end up in the Abbey commons and a sort of cloister area. Lots of old posh houses and things around a square park. Directly oppsite this gate is all the traffic in the entire world, the large square with the protesters and tourist girls (now likely not there due to COVID), and the Queen Elizabeth II conference centre.
I looked just to the left of the QE II Centre and there was a large building that might even give Westminster Abbey a run for its money. It was very large, and had a dome on it, and on the dome in large friendly letters (shamelessly borrowing from Douglas Adams there) were the words: Central Methodist Hall.
Somewhat smaller than the building, and slightly less prominently displayed, was a chap with a beard, looking around for someone. I had told him I would be wearing a hat. And so I met Bob.
That's right, Jolly - I figured with everybody else arranging to meet each other outside the abbey, it would be more effective to find ourselves on the opposite side of the street, aiming for a landmark neither of us was likely to miss. That was the inaugural meeting which established the Red Lion as the official CF conference venue - hard to believe it was three years ago, but I've been back a couple of times since to meet Wragg and Phlebas.
Alice Kiss - Crux Legend
Soon (this evening) I'll post here and in "MyDeep Fantasies" a manip in honor of Alice ... This manip was perhaps one of those which was asking for the most work since that I do manips ... All was worked in it : the two crucified girls, deleting ropes and putting nails and blood , working the...www.cruxforums.com
she glanced at my lapel badge,an inverted cross,the chosen symbol for the Cruxforums get-together.
That's right, Jolly - I figured with everybody else arranging to meet each other outside the abbey, it would be more effective to find ourselves on the opposite side of the street, aiming for a landmark neither of us was likely to miss. That was the inaugural meeting which established the Red Lion as the official CF conference venue - hard to believe it was three years ago, but I've been back a couple of times since to meet Wragg and Phlebas.
Alice Kiss - Crux Legend
Soon (this evening) I'll post here and in "MyDeep Fantasies" a manip in honor of Alice ... This manip was perhaps one of those which was asking for the most work since that I do manips ... All was worked in it : the two crucified girls, deleting ropes and putting nails and blood , working the...www.cruxforums.com
“I see. Well, Ms. Moore, you’ll find them all gathered in the back room, straight on and to the left, if you please.”
Inspector Bill Pritchard of Scotland Yard looked at the clock above the bar at the Garter and Swan. "I think we'd better head over to the Red Lion now, Stan.""It's upstairs,past the loos,on your right,you can't miss it...!!" She added with a cheeky wink and laugh.
Yep, and so I met Bob and Wragg outside the Red Lion a couple of years ago. The next day I met RR at the same location, where we had a drink with a New York couple who were passing through. They were amazing, like they were ordered up from central casting, very entertaining pair. I think they were Italian American, though he could have been Stan Goldman in disguise?
Around this time last year I met Bob again in the same location.
It's a pity we live so far from each other
I wanted the Red Lion on High Holborn. It was a popular stop in the way to the gallows at Tyburn. Both Rebecca and Mary passed by there on their sad final progressions. In 1660, King Charles II had the bodies of Oliver Cromwell and his fellow Roundheads John Bradshaw and Henry Ireton exhumed to stage an execution of their corpses, and the bodies were stored overnight in that Red Lion's yard en route to the gallows at Tyburn. The room upstairs which is a fine meeting place is named the Cromwell Bar. But, alas, I was outvoted.We had a Red Lion pub in Ottawa as well, for about 1 summer in 2018. Apparently the beer was okay, but the food was sub-par and expensive (it was in a touristy part of town). The place did not last long. I only really noticed it because the lion on the sign was a direct copy of the one in Westminster.
I wanted the Red Lion on High Holborn. It was a popular stop in the way to the gallows at Tyburn. Both Rebecca and Mary passed by there on their sad final progressions. In 1660, King Charles II had the bodies of Oliver Cromwell and his fellow Roundheads John Bradshaw and Henry Ireton exhumed to stage an execution of their corpses, and the bodies were stored overnight in that Red Lion's yard en route to the gallows at Tyburn. The room upstairs which is a fine meeting place is named the Cromwell Bar. But, alas, I was outvoted.