Liverpool Wrap

Last night I met up with Alan Moore’s daughter, Leah. She and her husband, John Reppion, have been at many of the same conventions as me over the years, but we hadn’t seen each other much since they acquired a pile of sprogs. John kindly babysat for the evening so that Leah and I could have a girls’ night out on the town. We avoided the town center, which would have been packed with gloriously painted Liver Birds in their regulation 8″ heels and military grade perfume, plus hordes of soccer fans getting tanked in anticipation of another glorious defeat for the English team. Instead Leah took me on a pub crawl around some of the better watering holes of the city.

There’s not much to report on that, though I did grab a quick interview with Leah about Electricomics which I will podcast in due course. I note that while her dad is the figurehead for the project, Leah is the project manager. Also she and John have written a science fiction series, Sway, for the project which will be illustrated by Nicola Scott.

The only other thing I want to mention is that we did, inevitably, talk about LGBT history. Leah reminisced about when her dad was involved in AARGH (Artists Against Rampant Government Homophobia), the anti-Section 28 campaign. On a London march she and her sister, Amber, got to carry the banner, and met a tall and glamorous lady called Roz Kaveney who made a striking impression on the girls. Small world, comics.

This morning I’m planning to leave my suitcase in Left Luggage at Lime Street (yes, they have one) and take a look around the Walker Gallery, in particular the Grayson Perry exhibition. After that it is off home and back to audio editing.

One thought on “Liverpool Wrap

  1. Oh, the memories comes flooding back. AARGH and Section 28. And then going back further to Kitchen Sink and Omaha the Cat Dancer and the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund.

    Back in the days when you’d say “Anyone manage to get the Old Bailey yesterday, how did it go?”

    Permed hair, shoulder pads, loadsofmakeup. Them were the days. (Not.)

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