My colleague, Roman, takes a keen interest in road construction methods and materials. When, last year, I gave him permission to fill the potholes in the THC drive, I should have realised he was going to to use it as…
V is for Vertical slice by the end of Feb. Red Orchestra-style multiplayer FPS ’83 should be sample-able by the end of next month. A project from the team that created Rising Storm and Rising Storm 2, this Cold War…
Q is for Quick fag card. I can’t look at card no.33 in Wills’ 1935 set ‘The Reign of H. M. King George V’ without thinking of a bizarre murder that occurred in Essex during WW2. At 1.45 on the…
L is for Last night I unwound with the help of FLEX Disc Golf. Recently bolstered with several new courses, this budget-priced offering manages to scratch multiple itches simultaneously. I enjoy its bucolic outdoor spaces, its dash of aeronautics, and…
G is for Game the rise and fall of a Great Plains superpower. Tired of 4Xing with fictional civs or highly stylised ‘historical’ ones? Because a free, GMT-approved version of Joel Toppen’s solitaire board game Comancheria has appeared in the…
Instead of making you wait until Friday for the first A2Z of 2025, I thought I’d chop it into five roughly equal portions, and post a portion a day every day this week.
Already deep, my affection for Early Access Liftoff: Micro Drones is in danger of turning into an obsession now I’m weaning myself off H-ALT mode with the help of a new controller. Bedtime seems to come around awfully quickly when…
I’ve just discovered Zaccaria Pinball’s ‘story mode’ and I love it. Drawn back to Magic Pixel’s stunning sphere slapping sim by an unexpected announcement (yesterday, after a lull of over two years, the Hungarian devs released an update that included…
A quick show of hands, please. I’ve decided that the first proper Friday feature of 2025 will be a review of one of my Christmas presents, but I can’t decide which present to assess. As Simon Bradley’s The Railways is…
Apologies, I was too busy glugging Lemsip and mopping up snot in late December to put together the usual end-of-year digest. As my sinuses no longer feel like treacle-soaked sponges, my throat like a frogspawn-filled flute, here’s a belated look…
What the ongoing struggle between RMS Titanic and the Atlantic Ocean lacks in kineticism and pyrotechnics, it more than makes up for in atmosphere and pathos. While Early Access ROV sim, vROVpilot: TITANIC only managed to distract me for around…
Your gaming room is so perishingly cold, removing hands from pockets is unthinkable. You’re cradling a dozing infant or pet and don’t wish to wake them by operating a keyboard or controller. You’re cohabiting with a petulant poltergeist who’ll trash…