Monthly Archives: August 2015

This may be my last entry…

Last year I was reintroduced to Pears’ Cyclopaedia and I fell in love with reference books all over again.

I know it’s easy to dismiss the value of a home reference in the age of the internet but they aren’t really the same thing. The internet is a sprawling megatropolis of spurious information and misinformation. Each topic vies for your attention and some fall by the wayside. We search for things we used to know not what we have never known – what was that song from way back? Who wrote that book I read all that time ago. How do you search for information you didn’t know you didn’t know? It’s a paradox. Read More


This may be my last entry…

Next week I will be camping. It’s all been decided and booked.

Mrs CthuIu took it upon herself to do some research and came up with a list of available camp sites in the Malvern hills that I could reach. I decided that the likeliest looking location would be a camp site attached to a pub and within minutes it was booked. Read More

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Absurdly, I am still having massive problems with reading. I think it’s becoming a bit of a thing now¬†and I’m sabotaging myself.

I have been reading a book of facts which is fine but it’s not very enriching – there is no plot or character development, just potential self-improvement. I started on Jed Rubenfeld’s ‘The Interpretation of Murder’ last night and, while I can see it has early merits, I knew straight away that there was no way I was going to settle into it. Read More

This may be my last entry…

Just a quick update from yesterday: I gave up with Fallout 3 – Windows 10 doesn’t like it and makes the computer cry – and decided to focus on Fallout: New Vegas. I took on the pointers from last night’s post and managed to avoid any sickness at all. Read More

This may be my last entry…

What fresh hell is this? I now get motion sickness from video games!

With Fallout 4 on its way, I decided that I would revisit Fallout 3 and Fallout: New Vegas. I don’t usually get on with Bethesda games but there is something perfectly post-apocalyptic-western about the Fallout series that I love. There is a very specific kind of dark, almost gallows, humour in there that keeps me intrigued and happy and enough suspense to make me actually scream in a pathetically girly fashion from time to time. Read More