My mum used to say television was the devil's picture box, but even she couldn't resist the absolute chaos of Blankety Blank. Saturday teatime meant Terry Wogan winking at celebrities who'd clearly had a liquid lunch, and those felt-tip pens that squeaked against the answer boards like fingernails on a blackboard. I was probably seven, maybe eight, sitting cross-legged on the carpet with a plate of beans on toast, watching grown-ups make complete pillocks of…
Sometimes you don't realize a game has ruined you for everything else until years later, when you're fumbling through another…
Last Sunday I was digging through a box of N64 cartridges in the loft—you know how it is, searching for…
The worst part about Donkey Kong 64 isn't the backtracking or the bloated collect-a-thon madness that every reviewer mentions. No,…
My mate Dave knocked on the door last Saturday morning holding a battered cardboard box like it contained the Holy…
Right, so you've got yourself a Mega Drive—or Genesis if you're across the pond—and you're staring at those AV outputs…
Standing in my mate's bedroom that summer of '89, watching him unwrap what looked like a sleek black spaceship, I…
The plastic shell cracked under my thumb with that satisfying *pop* that meant business. I was eight, maybe nine, wrestling…
My mate Dave convinced me to start cataloguing every N64 game I could get my hands on about three years…
There's something magical about firing up a Genesis cart in 2024 that transports me straight back to my mate Steve's…
The other day my kid found my old Game & Watch collection buried in a shoebox behind some Christmas decorations.…
I was rummaging through my loft last weekend, dodging cobwebs and trying not to step through the ceiling, when I…
My mate Dave popped round last Tuesday with his laptop, looking like he'd discovered fire. "You've got to see this,"…
There's a cardboard box in my attic that weighs more than it should. Inside, wrapped in old towels, sit the…
There's this moment burned into my brain from Christmas 1996. I'm sitting cross-legged on our living room carpet—you know, that…
