Fourthoughts: The Horsemen of the Apocalypse talk video games (part 1)
The following interview is the result of a chance encounter I had last Sunday on a bridle path in Savernake Forest. It might have been the sickly-sweet aroma of decay that wafted from their steaming mounts. It might have been the way the glossy ivy withered, and the ebullient robins lapsed into silence, as they passed… something told me that this particular party of clip-cloppers didn’t hail from the local riding school.