Today's rather unplanned trip to York right past the stomping grounds of a certain cycling heroine brought up some memories of the past.

So, here I am, back home on the other side of the country, watching a young spider building a new net and thinking about those important days in June 2008 and especially some words, Angharad said to me back then. It had been on top of the remnants of Yorks city wall, that she told me that I "... was still on the fence, but would run, once I jumped down one side or the other." Well, you know how it went. The world has changed a lot since then, some things for the positive, others not so much. I have changed too over the past 17 years and most will have noticed my absence. In the past I always wondered, why so few people stayed with the community post transition. Now, I have vanished myself, living my life, doing most of the things other people do too, apart from well, having become a maker, growing food, making sausages from German recipes, as we can't get as often to the continent, as we want to get some proper German food and working in the IT industry, trying to make the world a bit better and instead of cycling, I now ride a proper motorcycle.
In between that, watching the stars and discussing the ethical responsibility of us humans in creating artificial sentient and sapient life, complaining about potholes and oversized American trucks driven by jet jockeys, there is not much time left.

However... while I don't actively follow stuff here anymore - please accept my apologies, Maddy Bell - I'm still around on discord and can be found in the DnD channels, either as Saphira or as an awesome sentient mace. Please don't ask. ;)

So, I want to thank first of all those people responsible for making BCTS the place it is, Erin and Piper and then those friends who have been formative and important so long ago - Angharad, Karen and Samantha Page, Cat, Maddy Bell, Randalynn and of course my DnD party members.

So long, Saphira