¦ dialling in from the Sky Bunker ¦
21:00 hrs, Sunday night, just been lying in a hot bath, lights off, small candle burning casting soft shadows, mug of tea. Upstairs random function on laptop is selecting music. Talk Talk comes on and I'm transported back to 1981, I'm 11 years old, just got into D&D, sitting on the floor of my bedroom in Jesus Mound, got a tin of barley sugar sweets and I'm only a few days from my first solo trip to Norway for Christmas. Really vivid memories, emotions, feelings... and interesting because I've just got home, 36 years old, from a whole day of playing D&D with Tony, Simon, Laura & Tom (Hagen missed it through illness).... roleplaying games have had an influence for 25 years of my life.... wow, how different an individual would I be if my dad had said no that cold wet autumn day in '81, when I went down to the bottom of the garden to ask him if I could have £15 to buy a new game. *smiles at the memory*
Djr