When we were kids we'd sometimes rent games from our local shop to try them out. The trick was to rent it for two nights starting on a Friday (so you pay for Friday night and Saturday night). The shop was closed on Sunday, so the game didn't have to be returned until Monday = one free night.
Sneaky.
Anyway, I've had to scratch that idea, apparently there are a large number of endings.
Ah. Just like "Heavy Rain". That had a lot of permutations depending on how you play (and how many characters you kill, in my case accidentally).
I sometimes have trouble identifying "modern" art. I was in the Tate in Liverpool once and was suddenly surrounded by security telling me to get off the exhibits. I was standing on what I took to be part of the floor, but in fact it was some kind of brick panel that was actually the art. They hadn't roped it off or anything so I had no idea. I was bewildered I can tell you.
What kind of art do you like? I quite like woodcuts and etchings. I also like old Japanese prints. And I quite like maps.
It's very much a case of "I know what I like when I see it". The Gallery of Modern Art up my area of the world had some wonderful piece of modern stuff that were quite clever, but also junk like the corner of a pavement stuck on a wall.
I used to have a serious map addiction when I was young, especially OS relief maps which showed all the contours & forests in areas so you could picture them.
Right now I've got some trouble getting my head around this business:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-24889924
Hundreds attend war veteran's funeral after newspaper ad
Social media motivated hundreds to attend the funeral of a World War Two veteran they never knew.
Hundreds of people from across the UK have attended the funeral in Lancashire of a World War Two veteran they never knew.
Harold Jellicoe Percival, who was known as Coe, served as ground crew on the famous Dambusters raids carried out in May 1943 by 617 Squadron.
Mr Percival, who died last month aged 99, never married or had children.
The funeral home organising the service put an advert in a newspaper appealing for people to attend.
The Reverend Alan Clark, who conducted the service, said: "We marvel at the power of the printed word, whether on paper or screen."
Mr Percival's nephew, Andrew Colyer-Worrsall, said the attendance was "just remarkable".
Harold Jellicoe Percival Harold Percival died last month at the age of 99
"He was a quiet man, he was an ordinary man who did his duty and served in the war and to see so many people turn up, it's just overwhelming," he said.
Mr Percival's nephew, David Worsell, who could not attend the funeral, said: "He was a private man.
"He worked in Australia for a number of years as a decorator and would visit England for holidays.
"He travelled around England with only his backpack.
"He didn't have a postal address - he just used to get everything sent to my mother's address and would go through it when they met up."
Frank Richard Carew-Percival, who contacted the BBC from Australia, said he was Mr Percival's nephew and was disappointed that he wouldn't be able to attend the service.
Mr Percival's family told the BBC a nephew, great-nephew and great-niece would be at his funeral.
OK, so an old man who wished nothing more than a quiet private life largely on his own (not an uncommon occurence among those who served in WW2), & got exactly what he wanted, upon his death finds it being turned into a Twitter event without any prior wishes on his part.
Why? Because people felt sorry for him? Pity they didn't feel more sorry for him when he was alive & alone in a care home.
Or was this merely self-indulgence on the part of the participants from a society where mawkish displays of phony emotions are the norm, especially grief tourism?
He did everything to keep his life private, only upon death to be turned into a circus of self-congratulation bang on cue for the Armistice Day bugle. Is nothing sacred any more?
I saw that too. There were plenty of people appealing for attendees on twitter, getting themselves all emotional about it. Many were well-meaning I'm sure, but actually completely thoughtless to discount the possibility of him preferring a funeral that reflects the quiet solitude he chose in life.
It would have been far better if the 400 strangers who felt compelled to attend had spent that hour visiting a living elderly person instead. There are plenty of lonely people out there who would have been glad of a cup of tea and some company. I saw people saying "he probably could have told a few good stories". Erm, yes, I imagine that the majority of veterans have some interesting stories. Or in fact anyone in their 90s will surely have tales to tell of yesteryear. The way to hear them is to talk to the poor old buggers while they're alive. But then you don't get your picture on the telly do you.
I think I might play some SimCity considering I haven't played in a while.
