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I am thinking of doing a fanzine that contains some explicit porn, with artwork of you and Steve Rogerson, but before I start can I have your permission, and would you like to pose for the more complex images?

Well <grin>, please can you make me twenty years younger and give Steve a six-pack stomach? After all, fan art always tries to give them the best possible bodies.

If you do artwork, please can I have a copy to hang on my office wall?

Shall I make a point of announcing to the Lyst when Allan and I finally put our artwork on the Net? After all, I'm the torso of Isis, an entire naked pixie (with red wig for effect), my derriere graces a non-fantasy background for a floral (which my aunt bought the original of). It'll give someone material to work from if they want to do pictures of me and the Blake's 7 crew. Can you guess I'm not taking this seriously?

As for Paul Darrow, he was disappointed when I told him "no" when he asked if the poem I'd written about him was smutty. But this was in 1991, perhaps his attitude changed later.

Neil, some blue jays in my backyard are mooning me. Wonder if they want to be in the pictures, too?