Where am I?
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View and tools such as MAPfrappe, work out my location.
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View and tools such as MAPfrappe, work out my location.
Being a contrary son-of-a-gun, I bought a Czech-made PC game this week, but not one of the titles in Steam’s seven-day Czech and Slovak Games sale. Viewed through the crazed perspex of a vandalised bus shelter, Simt Simulator looks a lot like the dream OMSI sequel LOTUS-Simulator was meant to be. A combi tram, trolleybus, and bus sim, it rivals HROT and Rychle Sipy for the title of Most Czech Game Ever, and could well have ended up as one of my favourite Czech games of all time had it not been for a couple of serious shortcomings.
Every Friday, Tally-Ho Corner’s cleverest clogs come together to solve a ‘foxer’ handcrafted by my sadistic chum and colleague, Roman. A complete ‘defoxing’ sometimes takes several days and usually involves the little grey cells of many readers. All are welcome to participate.
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View work out my location.
An encyclopedic knowledge of Warsaw Pact AFVs, Bob Dylan songs, Paris landmarks, or species of gibbon won’t help you solve today’s ‘foxer’. The singular co-op puzzle I’m about to describe was created during WW2 and has been steadily increasing in difficulty ever since. But for a chance detour a couple of weeks ago, I might never have stumbled upon it.
Unplugged and silent, Ada, my brand new PC, is sulking in a corner of the THC office as I type this. There’s nothing wrong with her, it’s just that earlier this week, realising that the rather wonderful Nuclear Option ran splendidly on her ancient predecessor, I decided to put off Official Changeover Day until the weekend.
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.
A is for Alphabetised wargame, sim, and site news. Now and again, assuming I can persuade Austerity’s Blackburn Cirrus Bombardier engine to perform the miracle of internal combustion, I spend a few days scouring Simulatia and Grognardia for stories with the potential to fascinate, startle, cheer, dismay or amuse. Those stories are then dehydrated, alphabetised and delivered, via articles like this one, to people who’ve got better things to do than plough through puff and platitudes.