For the past twelve years the murmuring box o’ tricks under my desk has – apart from one new video card and some extra RAM – remained essentially unchanged. Reluctant to consume Mother Nature’s and my own finite resources replacing…
A minute’s silence in memory of the demo disc, if you please. Coup de grâced by broadband, the wafer of wonders* that once clung limpet-like to the front cover of almost every games mag is no more. Denied these monthly…
Me and Roman are planning to celebrate Tally-Ho Corner’s second birthday in the traditional Hampshire manner. In the very early hours of Sunday morning, Little Nell, our Bedford Rascal, will quit her cosy horsebox and commence a pell-mell tour of…
A minute’s silence in memory of the demo disc, if you please. Coup de grâced by broadband, the wafer of wonders* that once clung lamprey-like to the front cover of almost every games mag is no more. Denied these monthly…
Last night, Uncle Steam, noticing I was at a loose end, whispered in my shell-like: “Players like you love Black One Blood Brothers”. After I responded with a sceptical “Is that so?”, he realised he still had work to do.…
Looking like a cross between an old-fashioned gramophone player and a glass harmonica, the trusty THC news trap generally catches at least a couple of stories overnight. When I opened it up this morning I found the following five paragraphs…
A minute’s silence in memory of the demo disc, if you please. Coup de grâced by broadband, the wafer of wonders* that once clung limpet-like to the front cover of almost every games mag is no more. Denied these monthly…
The dense ‘D-Day 80’ coverage on British TV and radio has shaped my reading and gaming this week. Stephen Ambrose’s Pegasus Bridge has been reminding me just how close Operation Coup de Main came to failure and just how gruesome…