No, I didn't get killed over the weekend. The blame behind my lack of blogging lies with Soul Caliber, Game of Thrones, and actually that about covers it. We're in the Durham/Newcastle area for the next month and a half, and for the first week we're neighbours with one if the Dick Whittington teams. Their TM, Hayley, is a self-confessed nerd and had the PS3, Marvel pajamas and Batman slippers to back up that confession. We had a good ol' natter about all things exciting in the world of nerdom, including the MCU line-up for the next 5 years and then we combined asdf and Skyrim before moving on to Soul Caliber character creation (Captain Hook is rather dashing and a skilled fighter) and play. As one of the fundamentals of this game is button-mashing, we were quite evenly matched, and I claim that my losses were nothing more than fluke.
Back in our own house, Joe and Emily invested in the first two seasons of Game of Thrones, in order to re-live the excellent television that is the series, and also to introduce Grace to said awesomeness. I came back to catch the end of episode one, ending on my favourite cliffhanger (spoiler alert, but if this is a spoiler you're unbelievably behind the times): Jamie pushing Bran out of the window. Fits! Wine! Incest! Child abuse! All in the first episode. And it keeps getting better. Can't wait to re-live it with them.
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