The Temple of the Mighty Bague

Silent Hill. OK, so I got up this morning and ambled about the house as is my wont. After the last few days of sunshine and barbeques I was a bit surprised to see….nothing. The whole place is wreathed in thick, roiling fog - thickest I’ve seen in ages. Visibility in our street is only a few feet, and out on the motorway it’s not much better.

I love the strange lack of acoustics you get in thick fog - everything is quiet and muted. It’s eerie.

It had to be done, you know. The sun was out, the temperature was above zero, and I had some burgers in need of cooking. OK, so it wasn’t a full on steaks, onions and marinades job, but that doesn’t matter - it’s officially light at teatime and the barbeque season is therefore upon us.

Hooray!

Well this is pretty! It’s like having a haircut and a shave and a new t-shirt, all at the same time! I felt it was time for a change because, pretty as the old Temple of Bague theme was, a change is as good as a nod to a blind bat, as they say. They Who Are Not Us.

Anyway, we’ve moved house, changed website template and all kinds of other stuff so, in a fit of newness, I plan to have a shot of an old game this weekend. The game in question is Temple of Elemental Evil which, despite being very very good, I haven’t played any more than half an hour of since about 1998. Which is a shame. Anyhoo, it’s a nice, slow, turn based game so shouldn’t tax my tired old brain too much.

To Debbie Dow - the love of my life;

my soul-mate,

my reason for living,

and my all.

You make everything so much more worthwhile.

According to a blog I’ve just come across, Gordon Brown has testified in court (via legal representation, one would expect) that manifesto pledges aren’t actually something to take seriously. Really?

Is there more to life than shoes?: Did you think a manifesto pledge meant something?