Where am I?
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.
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A2Z
A is for Alphabetised wargame, sim, and site news. Every so often, 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.
Friday Foxer #165
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.
Where am I?
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.
Williamite Wargaming with Pike & Shot
I’ve been digital wargaming for over forty years, but until a couple of days ago had never desktop generalled two of the most important battles ever fought in the British Isles. Why are the Battle of the Boyne and the Battle of Aughrim so rarely encountered by PC-partial grognards? There’s no good ludological reason for their rarity, but it would be naïve to pretend that their timing – 1690 and 1691 – and their location – Ireland – hadn’t contributed to their neglect.
Friday Foxer #164
This week’s handmade co-op puzzle won’t defox itself. If you’re a dab hand at quizzes, lateral thinking, and search engine sleuthing, why not help out.
Where am I?
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.
Demo Disc
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 mix tapes, the gamer of today is, I reckon, less inclined to reconnoitre and genre-flit than their predecessor. Because in 2024 you rarely find yourself installing kite flying sims, apian Settlers clones, and puzzle games inspired by Underground Railroad quilts, out of boredom-tinged curiosity, there’s less chance of unlikely love affairs blossoming.