tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72472713909637246872024-03-13T07:39:59.755+00:00Orange and Cyan ArtsPurveyors of Fine Words Since 1980Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-42558358212529563122013-05-11T16:30:00.001+01:002013-05-11T16:30:26.458+01:00Retro Review <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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With the slow but consistent growth of Megadrive cartridges
coming back into my life, it was with a super addictive knowing that I loaded Dr.
Ivo Robotnik’s (aka Eggman) Mean Bean Steaming Machine into the black hole of
joy, fully expecting the next three hours to disappear in his beany dungeon.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">As a 16 bit call to arms, it doesn’t get any bigger than
this. In a world where beans need help, I was called on to thwart Dr Robotnik
and his evil henchbots as innocent beans were rounded up to be hurled into the nasty
mean bean steaming machine. This hellish creation would turn the jolly folk of
Beanville into devious bot beans rendering them lifeless and at the same time sucking
out all the music and fun in the world.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Developed by Compile from Japan and released in 1993, DRMBM is
a Puyo game where little beans/Puyo with tiny eyes fall from the top of the
screen in pairs and can be moved left, right or rotated clockwise or anti by 90
degrees. The purpose is to create rows/shapes of beans of at least four colours
in order for them to disappear and end up as refugee beans on my opponents side
of the board acting as blockers and disrupting the plans they had. As a game
design, there are similarities to Tetris, Dr Mario and Columns, but the gaming
rapture comes from creating bean chains and unloading up to 40 refugee beans
onto the other board through a set of carefully planned explosions which bung
up your opponent.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The soundtrack and audio design is a splendid sonic glove that
fits this classic puzzler so well. With metallic 16 bit rasps combining with pulsing
frentic drops and the joyous “yippee” high as I cleared a chain reaction of quatro
beans. The intelligent audio design certainly helped quicken my heart as beans stacked
high and with just three clear rows remaining, the bpm increases, the pace
ramps up and if concentration is not kept then death had a habit of becoming
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It was during these times, close to my own demise, that my motivation
was at its zenith. As I’d look across to see my CPU opponent their face would
turn from neutral to an arrogant animation, taunting me and this acted as the ultimate
inspiration to try and recover. From the 12 henchbot opponents, before I faced Robotnik,
the smirking mug and arched chicken eyebrow of Scratch is the one I saw most
and made my blood boil hottest. I felt little frustration in repetitively losing
a round against the same foebot (continues were unlimited) because Dr Robotnik
treads the fine line between player motivation and exasperation so well.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">There is even joy in the details when the beans join
together from two to three or form a chain, their eyes burst, stretch or go
boss eyed and the little Has Bean (looking strikingly similar to a luma from
Super Mario Galaxy) in the middle of the two boards waves and dances with joy as
two beany heavyweights go head to head. Alongside Bust-A-Move on the N64 Dr
Robotnik’s Mean Bean Machine is one the finest puzzling experiences to grace
any console within the last 30 years.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-74908864015256041322013-04-30T00:21:00.000+01:002013-04-30T00:24:49.193+01:00Istanbul...not Constantinople<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There is order. There is disorder. Then there is Istanbul.<br />
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Istanbul is steeped in Islam and has beautiful and architecturally splendid mosques dotted across the city framing the skyline at dusk with their minarets and domes breaking the outline and reflecting the depth of history that permeates the very fabric of the city. Staring defiantly in the face of regulations and state control however we saw acts that showed a spirit of invention, defiance and were head scratchingly bonkers all at the same time.<br />
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There are two images which will stay with me from Istanbul. The first is a man on the side of a dual carriageway (often choked with traffic) next to the Sea of Marmara who had a pistol and rifle on a box, 2 strings of washing line between two sticks and tied to these were about 20 balloons. He had created a balloon gun shy in which members of the public could try their luck shooting balloons as they flapped in the air (who knows what a prize winner would receive).<br />
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The second is the <a href="http://www.masumiyetmuzesi.org/?Language=ENG" target="_blank">Museum of Innocence</a>. Originally a book by the Turkish nobel literature laureate Orhan Pamuk that details the obsessive love that a wealthy businessman bears for a shop girl 12 years his junior for over 30 years. Since April 2012 it is also a live museum that acts as a complement and extension of the novel. Sited over 4 storeys it presents a curated collection of incredibly detailed and observed artefacts that relate to the narrative timeline and act as a meta-fictional experience that a reader/visitor can immerse themselves in and learn more about the characters and environment that exist within the novel.<br />
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This is not to say the man selling bow and arrows in a traffic jam, a albino rabbit tombola, a palatial 16th century pavilion for princely circumcising decorated with Iznik tiles, a harem specifically for eunuchs, whirling dervishes or underground toilets with Medusa heads, do not merit further attention, but serve as cultural breadcrumbs and act as an invitation for you to take a trip, sometime in the future, to this unique city.</div>
Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-44448384276374875722013-03-12T20:08:00.000+00:002013-03-12T22:53:06.476+00:00Retro Review<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Two Crude Dudes, Sega Megadrive</div>
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Two Crude Dudes (aka Crude Buster), developed by Data East, is
a Japanese side scrolling beat em up coin-op conversion that held its tongue so
firmly in its cheek, I could see it almost poking through its creatine induced
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With New York in a ruinous post apocalyptic state and the
year 2010AD, a violent gang with the moniker Big Valley have seized control and
over the next two decades dominate the streets. That is until a fragile
Government secretly call upon the manly Biff and Spike to expunge every enemy and
restore the city to its former glory.</div>
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The absolute joy and distinguishing feature of Two Crude
Dudes lies in the ability to rip things out of the ground and hurl them at the
onrushing stream of enemies. The environment became my armoury and I launched rocks,
traffic lights and burnt out cars at everything from long haired moustachioed
punks to miniature purple gremlin santa lookalikeys. If the screen was barren and
I had harvested all possible street furniture, I could choose to pick up the onrushing
enemy and fling them into oblivion. However my absolute favourite was plucking enemies
clean out of the air whilst they were in mid-jump. This consistently brought a gigantic
grin to my own non creatine induced jaw as I was safe in the knowledge that if
this clean up job failed this spiky orange haired punk could easily moonlight in
the NBA or any Olympic throwing discipline.</div>
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In a neat and satisfying level design, each of the six 2D side
scrolling levels often had dual floors on the same screen. This enabled me and my
co-op partner to maintain different areas of the screen, not clutter up each
other’s fight arenas and clear enemies that were incoming from all levels.
There is also huge benefit in not being in the throwing line of friendly fire as
this ate small portions of my life bar on the several occasions that Tracey wanted
to introduce my face to a bonnet of a car.</div>
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The title screen theme music The Lifeline of New York and in
game cue Kids in Battle captured the knowing spirit perfectly and aurally had a
distant relationship to the soundtrack of Toe Jam and Earl. With detailed 16
bit graphics and Roy Lichtenstein/60s Batman TV series Krak and Wham fight bubbles being
revealed after every hit, the inventive enemy (turquoise rabid hounds who affix
themselves to your nipple to bouncing mint green commanders that poop out
radioactive discharge) and end of level bosses ensured that Two Crude Dudes understood
its identity and what it wanted gamers to experience.</div>
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However, I was perplexed briefly at the end of my playing
experience because it took less than two hours to complete. This is a game that
retailed for £40 nearly 25 years ago and although has fun co-op possibilities
did not last longer than the average film. I took a quick look back at our
review of Streets of Rage and that too was finished off in 90 minutes and it
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If a game provides delight, satisfaction and delivers a
great memory and personal experience for the player then it doesn’t matter if it’s
played in an arcade for 50p and lasts for two minutes, bought from ebay for
three figures and is an ultra rare game for the NES which will be played to
death or is a downloaded from PSN like Journey, completed in two hours and never
loaded up again. The great memory has been made and because of that I’ll talk
about Two Crude Dudes with friends and reference it in the future knowing it
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Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-29425619733925851122013-02-10T15:13:00.000+00:002013-02-20T22:30:29.070+00:00Angel Interceptor<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVDLUUCmvKeDEUrHdIriRiNA_xbpnpk-R_Ggn59sllUnm8YEQQqOW9v81YME_udFom7jHAhJHcROq9MitAUZW6k3pW176z1zifRD6TCTgyh_YddvejegvzmCo6iIJvLBBmvNgw4h7HKio/s1600/Int+TV+Guide.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVDLUUCmvKeDEUrHdIriRiNA_xbpnpk-R_Ggn59sllUnm8YEQQqOW9v81YME_udFom7jHAhJHcROq9MitAUZW6k3pW176z1zifRD6TCTgyh_YddvejegvzmCo6iIJvLBBmvNgw4h7HKio/s320/Int+TV+Guide.jpg" width="235" /></a>When it comes to iconic and criminally short lived TV adventure programmes, there is one that stands head and shoulders
above them all. Brimmed with action, suspense and screeching out from high
above some fine English countryside, it’s Interceptor. Created by Jacques Antoine (the brainchild of Treasure Hunt, Fort Boyard and The Crystal Maze) the eight episode series aired on ITV during summer 1989 (with a single episode being held back for January 1<sup>st</sup> 1990).<br />
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There are some splendid fansites and <a href="http://www.ukgameshows.com/ukgs/Interceptor" target="_blank">forums </a>if you want to take your interest in Interceptor even further and they all lead back to Chris Hart - who lives in Nottingham and runs <a href="http://www.interceptors-lair.com/htmldocs/title/index.htm" target="_blank">Interceptors Lair</a>. The site is filled with behind the scene footage and episode guides plus you can even download some of the famous incidents like the great tractor ambush or the Interceptor’s catchphrase “I like it!”.</div>
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tennis player Annabel Croft and had to use all modes of transport to try and find their hidden key.<br />
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This key would open the other contestant's backpack and could only be accessed after completion of a series of mental and physical challenges as it might be found at the top of a boats mast or in the middle of a maze. The
contestants, strapped up with cumbersome early radio tech to their chest and what
looked like a white oven hob on their back (their infrared packs), reminded me of a
pair of alternative Ghostbusters. Contestants had just 40 minutes of TV time (it was
actually filmed over an entire day and had a few local stooges on hand to help
out with various modes of transport) to find the keys, find each other and open
their packs to hopefully reveal the cash prize of £1,000 whilst avoiding,
surviving, hiding from and out manoeuvring the mighty Interceptor. </div>
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Dressed all
in black, complete with a leather trench coat, the Interceptor (played by
former model and Hollywood stuntman Sean O’Kane) delivered a mesmeric
performance that instilled fear and sweat into contestants with his fish eagle
screams, incredible gate jumping agility and the constant menace of his hovering
helicopter patrolling the skies piloted by his loyal manservant and former Royal Navy
pilot Mikey. The Interceptor (with his infrared technology purchased from the Army)
had only 20 shots to aim and try to zap the contestants back packs thereby
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Fans were crushed when the series was cancelled and the last word has to go to Steven Howlett who wrote this poem and sent it to
ITV’s teletext service, Oracle:</div>
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Annabel Croft is sorely missed<br />
and so is Mike the pilot,<br />
Racing ‘round the countryside<br />
once was a weekly highlight<br />
Clad in black<br />
With packs on backs<br />
There simply was none better<br />
So come on ITV,<br />
Bring back the Interceptor<br />
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Kudos goes to Challenge TV as they have responded to public demand and have re-run the series several times over the past 13 years bringing Sean O'Kane, Annabel Croft and the entire Interceptor crew back into our front rooms and lives, which is exactly where they belong.</div>
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Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-81746550072812476372013-01-20T12:49:00.001+00:002013-01-20T12:49:07.584+00:00Oh Lymingtonshire<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Our inter-nation travellers guide book continues with our first foray of 2013 crossing over the border into Hampshire and the idyllic Georgian seaside market town of Lymington.<br />
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With a population of 14,000, this sea faring and boat racing port has an intriguing history because for most of the eighteenth century, Lymington was the main producer of sea salt for the UK.<br />
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There was a continuous line of salt works along the five miles of coastline from Lymington to Hurst Spit and when Daniel Defoe (author of <i>Moll Flanders</i> and <i>Robinson Cruesoe</i>) visited around 1725, he commented: "the town of Limington is chiefly noted for making fine salt, which is indeed excellent". With the last salt house closing in 1865, the landscape is now home to an attractive and important nature reserve bringing in 250,000 visitors a year.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVJj3abs3vRgKYlDIo1pGT5NfPdt9tom_96v8am0YWHynqfWIEA0K2Qh3hObtaJaxjo43_Syp3DFVzS3m2ckbyZcgYE1Ky6csRtDnlQS7Cu8YinqPmuxwr51EdSth6iDWCJvylFKwNOk/s1600/Old+Lym.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVJj3abs3vRgKYlDIo1pGT5NfPdt9tom_96v8am0YWHynqfWIEA0K2Qh3hObtaJaxjo43_Syp3DFVzS3m2ckbyZcgYE1Ky6csRtDnlQS7Cu8YinqPmuxwr51EdSth6iDWCJvylFKwNOk/s320/Old+Lym.jpg" width="310" /></a>With dozens of independent retailers, we found <a href="http://www.lulus.co.uk/" target="_blank">Lulu's Gifts</a> a veritable treasure trove of gift ideas for females of any age and they're one of the largest UK stockists of the Dutch design house <a href="http://www.pipstudio.com/en/" target="_blank">Pip Studio</a>.<br />
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We found a sign writer called Terry Smith who sells collectibles, transport memorabilia and other retro items from his <a href="http://www.lymington.org/shops/oldscool.html" target="_blank">Old's Cool</a> (like what he did) base and too many eateries too mention, but Tracey did have a fine salad at the 13th Century coaching inn The Angel which is worth a mention.<br />
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The current exhibition by Randolph Walsh (an official war artist) also picked up national press coverage from <a href="http://www.thetimes.co.uk/tto/life/courtsocial/article3638491.ece" target="_blank">The Times</a> and it's heart warming to see St Barbe and other smaller galleries across the UK, like <a href="http://www.grundyartgallery.com/" target="_blank">The Grundy</a> in Blackpool, delivering such stimulating programmes.<br />
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Awarded "best town on the UK coast" last year by the broadcaster Channel 5, based on criteria such as: attractive scenery, transport links and crime rate (this has seeded an idea for a future extended piece about the O & C top coastal towns), it provided us with with a good few hours of exploration up and down the narrow cobbled streets and the barometer for any visit is would we come back and would be come back soon? Yes we definitely will.</div>
Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-91661816671610929432013-01-12T13:21:00.000+00:002013-01-12T13:21:46.245+00:00A Short History of Creativity and Toilets<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Round The Bend</i> showed
me the first alternative possibilities and creative uses of toilets. From 1989
to 1991, three series were originally broadcast on ITV in the UK and had a stellar crew behind it.<br />
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Written by the team who created the equally potty-humour filled comic Oink, puppet
making courtesy of the team behind Spitting Image and animation from Aardman
Animations. As the camera was flushed down the toilet in the opening titles, it
revealed the spiky host Doc Croc sitting in the sewers below and featured a whole host of remixed
animations and satirical responses to the cartoon favourites of the time including:
Wee-man and the Masters of the Looniverse, Botman, Thunderpants and Teenage
Mutant Ninja Toilets. For an opportunity to see all 18 glorious episodes online, head
over to the website of Mr <a href="http://tonyhusband.co.uk/rtbvideowall.html" target="_blank">Tony Husband</a>,
one of the co-creator’s of Round The Bend and don’t forget to sign his guest
book. Round The Bend also created a licensed TV tie in ZX Spectrum game which saw you taking control of one of the rats to try and recover lost comic pages through a series of sewer platform adventures.<br />
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From those heady days in 1992 to just last year in Japan where software developer Sega piloted a series of urine controlled games at a technology expo in a brand new creation, the <i>Toylet. </i><br />
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Each urinal is fitted with pressure sensor and eye level digital display to play the following titles: Graffiti Eraser (where visitors take aim at the sensor and erase virtual graf on the display), Mannekin Pis (measuring the volume of the users stream) and my particular favourite Splashing Battle (pitting stream strength against the last urinal user). If you're thinking that creative and unique toilet experiences are distinctly Japanese, then please see my latest discovery.<br />
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closetness has been a cover to cover devouring of the visual compendium created
by Morna E. Gregory and Sian James entitled <a href="http://toiletsoftheworldbook.com/" target="_blank">Toilets of the World</a>. After visiting
all corners of the world, they capture a multitude of designs from a purple plastic kangaroo created for children in
Australia to a metallic wall sized urinal in Canada. However, my absolute
favourite and the final entry in the book leads us back to Japan.<br />
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<a href="http://www.gnavi.co.jp/gn/en/g062704h.htm" target="_blank">Ten & Chi</a> (aka Heaven
or Hell) is a Taiwanese restaurant in Shinjuku, where as you rap the
door, you’re greeted by a gatekeeper and you get to pick if you go up or if you go down.<br />
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Upstairs is Heaven or downstairs is Hell. The rest of the culinary experience is
as adventurous as the first encounter would suggest, but a trip to the toilet
will leave you either in hysterics or ensure a fierce bout of constipation. In
the man corner, there are urinals which move up and down (forcing constant vigilance
on your aim) and boom out “that’s a nice one you have!” The next urinal along has a target which is a giant red mouth with a life sized mutant
affixed to the top who has a camera in one of his six hands, the flash goes
off as you’re in the process and your most intimate moment is captured forever. For the ladies, once sat on the toilet, a giant
floor to ceiling sized head slowly starts advancing towards you accompanied by ear popping
music and crazy singing. The head just keeps on moving forward and
progressing until it actually kisses your knees!<br />
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These are but a brief scraping on the surface of creativity and toilets and there are numerous other pathways to explore, be it with <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Toilet-Paper-Origami-Embellishments-Housekeepers/dp/0980092310/ref=sr_1_6?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1357995393&sr=1-6&keywords=toilet" target="_blank">origami and toilet paper</a> courtesy of Linda Wright or the manual to which I constantly refer back to <i><a href="http://www.abebooks.co.uk/9780715357637/Water-Closet-New-History-Palmer-0715357638/plp" target="_blank">The Water Closet - A New History</a></i> by Roy Palmer.<br />
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As long as there is man, there will be a need for toilets and where man goes creativity will leak.</div>
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Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-33909572921798608342012-09-17T12:08:00.000+01:002012-09-17T12:17:26.685+01:00Retro Review<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Welcome to Chaos</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAwFibYmZeVyvi7eDMIsuPoEF1Poe-fKsqfqmoFPWk3WHo3ufOcP_j9Nz0SHGESZypqv9yc9a7YAJ4lmZQvKaBNwK-kwGGhXQ6LsAu28SnwwSuCpY-xKI9qYlrkGwAArpgAeayAHxIuqY/s1600/Chaos+Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAwFibYmZeVyvi7eDMIsuPoEF1Poe-fKsqfqmoFPWk3WHo3ufOcP_j9Nz0SHGESZypqv9yc9a7YAJ4lmZQvKaBNwK-kwGGhXQ6LsAu28SnwwSuCpY-xKI9qYlrkGwAArpgAeayAHxIuqY/s200/Chaos+Cover.jpg" width="142" /></a><span style="font-family: inherit;">The Chaos Engine is a futuristic vision of Victorian
steampunk Britain where only six mercenaries are capable of purging the evil
genius Baron Fortesque and ridding the world of his monstrous machine (that can
bend time, space and matter and bring to life and alter all manner of creatures
of terror) through tactical upgrades, brute force, special abilities and a
whole lot of running and gunning.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Developed by Bitmap Brothers and published by Renegade in
1993, The Chaos Engine was one of the defining games for the Sega Megadrive.
With a dynamic 16 bit soundtrack by Richard Joseph that altered depending on how
play was approached, it also offered my first introduction to RPG - where I was
in control of how to level up my character (skill and weapon, skill and
weapon). This top down shooter is also a fine example of local co-op play as
Tracey and I can testify; it still feels great nearly 20 years later.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">A noticeable difference when coming back to play any of our earlier
consoles is the joy at the swiftness of how fast you can get into the game – from
TV and Megadrive off it took 9 seconds to get the main screen and to playing
and shooting in just 15. In comparison to the Xbox 360 and PS3 where the eons of
loading screens, signing in junk and what’s the latest update baggage - the immediacy
of immersion into the chaos was satisfying.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Broken into four worlds with four levels per world and
choosing to play as the Thug with Brigand as a +1 we rampaged
around the wastelands with their strange
inhabitants, on the loot hunt and searching for electrical nodes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Giant hands with only three fingers flicking
silver spheres, straight line kamikaze jumping frogs and beige building
climbing lizards were just some of the examples of the enemies that appeared out
of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>walls/trees/sewers or the general
ether causing sharp intakes of breathe and a significant expelling of
ammunition.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Along with the sudden emergence of enemies, the game is
quite a taxing affair for a number of other reasons a) certain characters start
with very little life b) enemies can remove your life by either walking into
you or aiming their long range projectile in your general direction and c) the
ability to save progress is only offered at the end of each world through the
scribing of a 12 digit password. The password option freezes all current abilities and enables
players to re-start at the beginning of a world with however many
lives you happen to have left. </span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9pAym6_zEVAi4zVXuS267Ky3rW2QURCx8hbaoTRdLQ7XMqEpTycN438oqchXlMpI6NqJ3-XoYe7jBm1vnqabNAfN6d1wkFagH5HE0s6HX-qBEoJyFTnzpzl2Hw6OB_HTQvh62MUvzipE/s1600/Chaos+Menu.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9pAym6_zEVAi4zVXuS267Ky3rW2QURCx8hbaoTRdLQ7XMqEpTycN438oqchXlMpI6NqJ3-XoYe7jBm1vnqabNAfN6d1wkFagH5HE0s6HX-qBEoJyFTnzpzl2Hw6OB_HTQvh62MUvzipE/s1600/Chaos+Menu.png" /></span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;">Alongside my shotgun, I discovered
other special abilities to aid my quest including a monster distracter and shield which were
effective in buying extra seconds to escape or attack from a
better angle. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Finding golden sets of keys often lead to increased weapon
upgrades or health replenishment and silver keys and ringing telephones enabled
progress through the area. After killing enemies, they dropped either a gold or
silver coin which remained on screen only for a couple of seconds before it disappeared
and the completionist in me was often left rueing my stats at the end of each
level after it revealed I had only 98% of the level complete and had missed a
few coins, a monster or a set of silver keys.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The Chaos Engine is a brutal game that kept me on my toes
throughout and has huge amounts of replay ability through the different
combinations of characters, local co-op or player + CPU. The constituent parts
of frenetic action, puzzling landscapes, inventive enemy design and immersive
soundtrack gelled together to create a gaming experience that has seldom been bettered
on the Megadrive and rarely surpassed in the next two decades on alternative gaming
platforms. </span></div>
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Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-81022285386621778662012-09-15T11:40:00.000+01:002012-09-15T11:40:23.178+01:00Greetings from Düsseldorf<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
After a rather delightful trip to Cologne for <a href="http://www.gamescom-cologne.com/en/gamescom/home/index.php" target="_blank">Gamescom</a>, where we feasted professionally and socially on video games, we embarked on our favourite type of train (double decker) moving northwards to the seventh largest German city, Düsseldorf, for a chance to let Deutschland bewitch us a little bit more.<br />
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It boasts a rich cultural and fashion scene as well as being the birthplace of electronic music pioneers Kraftwerk. Taking a huge city walking tour through central landmarks, we also found a cafe to indulge in our new drinking addiction - <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bubble_tea" target="_blank">Bubble Tea</a>. A fruity/yoghurty/cold juice drink with mini fruit tapioca bubbles that pop in your mouth when you suck them up through a wide straw.<br />
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We continued our exploration from the centre, bleeding out to the media and advertising parks where we found the amazing <a href="http://www.arcspace.com/architects/gehry/zolhoff/" target="_blank">dancing buildings</a> designed by Frank Gehry in the centre.<br />
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Ambling along the Rhein, is it possible to fall in love with a river?, and lying under the TV tower gazing skywards we discussed the rhythm of the city, our German adventures to date and our off piste trip to the Düsseldorf industrial park just 2 hours earlier - where we found an amazing disused paper factory.<br />
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A wealthy city that was relatively unscathed by the bombings of World War II, it boasts a heritage of architecture in Altstadt, a superb green axis of <span style="font-family: inherit;">parks</span> and an artistic offering that is of dizzying proportions including: the world famous Kunstakademie, the Deutsche Oper am Rhein, tanzhaus nrw as well an <a href="http://www.elvis-duesseldorf.de/" target="_blank">Elvis musuem</a> boasting the world's largest private collection of Elvis memorabilia.<br />
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We were only here for a day but know that we will return to Düsseldorf as it's jumped into our top 3 favourite German cities and warrants a much deeper digging and excavating of some of its jewels. Düsseldorf you flipped us out.<br />
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Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-85478961500782563412012-08-05T15:51:00.002+01:002012-08-05T16:04:47.906+01:00Return to Car Boot Corner!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">After some very soggy weekends, today we hit the car boot with renewed vigor and nabbed us some amazing August bargains!<br />
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Tam spotted a Space Wars illustrated beauty whilst Abbo was given a free book on village life after buying the vendors favourite book (which no one else wanted to buy); Loving the Machine - a picture packed look at the art and science of Japanese robots. We had a good chat with him and recommended he check out the film <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8LwmDmppZ0">Robo-G</a>. There are always loads of funny little snippets of conversation we catch on the way round, like a grandma commenting on a young boy's teeth "Look at yer yella teeth. Bet ya don't brush um from one month tut next!"<br />
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Each of the presenters (Leslie Crowther, Matthew Kelly and Cat Deeley) would ask courteous questions trying to elicit information about their profession, hobbies and mildy embarrassing tales in their life (similarly to the master of this technique Jim Bowen in Bullseye) which may or may not give a hint to who they’re planning to transform into before our very eyes.<br />
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Heading back to the Netherlands, they introduced televoting for the finals in 1988 for the first time and they generated such an unprecedented quantity of phone calls that the entire Dutch telephone grid was brought down temporarily and their emergency services were out of reach in some parts of the country.<br />
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Famous doors, a timeless catchphrase, salt of the earth members of the public and a chance for people to vote, Stars in Their Eyes was pure TV alchemy.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-62890576880271890702012-05-21T16:10:00.001+01:002012-05-21T16:11:26.187+01:00B to the Russ to the Els…it’s a long, long way to where the streets smell of chocolate<br />
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Embarking on a 5am coach leaving our fair sandy town, to maketh our way to London and switch coaches on to the now INTERNATIONAL Megabus (got to love that little jolly fella), we took a trip to Belgium, capital of Europe and as far as we’re concerned capital of our world.<br />
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Oh my, the quality of the bed and pillows at our hotel was heavenly (easily the comfiest bed we’ve both ever slept in) but made the mornings a whole lot harder. Finding <a href="http://www.use-it.travel/home">Use It</a> (an international/local young travellers city guides which tell you genuine information, not just the tourist trappings) and following one of their 90 minute walks around the city, we saw places outside the centre and let us visit parks, museums, unusual areas and unintentionally, the European Parliament; which just so happened to be having an open day – of course we went in! Satisfying our needs for miniature quests, the EU designed several stations located all over this labyrinthine building where you had to retrieve a stamp after answering 5 very boring questions (e.g. how many disabled ramps give access into the main building? Read this leaflet for the answers *yawn*). After spending at least 2 hours and 40 minutes sat in the main EU chamber listening to a live debate on censorship and social media, we decided to carry on with the guided walk where I got caught peeking through a UK MEP’s box, which was very full – obviously they hadn’t attended very recently. <br />
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Built for the world expo of 1958 (the world needs more massive expos) we visited the mighty Atomium – a mighty futuristic 9 ball structure with interconnecting tubes which you can explore. A lift takes you to the very top giving you huge panoramic views over Brussels and even as far as Antwerp whilst in the lower balls, there’s temporary exhibitions, a history of its construction. One sphere even has mini spheres inside in which children can sleep over. The Atomium is mighty and is the perfect tourists bedfellow to <a href="http://www.minieurope.be/">Mini-Europe</a>, which is right next door and is essentially a model village but covers the whole of Europe with at least one architectural highlight from every major European country, a glorious yet complete folly at the same time. The replica of the Grand Place in Brussels took 19,000 man hours and cost over 350,000 euros to build. There are over 50 models and it’s only then when you begin to compute the scales, human and financial that has gone into this tiny world, which sits next to the huge steel balls that I begin to take my hat off those workers who’ve carved, painted and shaped Mini Europe.<br />
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It is official, Brussels is the capital of Europe and it’s also full of human wonder.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-89287118614324652622012-04-15T16:07:00.002+01:002012-04-15T16:15:17.160+01:00Man vs FoodThe Really TV channel have spoiled us once more (following <a href="http://orangeandcyanarts.blogspot.co.uk/2011/08/hair-battle-spectacular.html">Hair Battle Spectacular</a> and <a href="http://orangeandcyanarts.blogspot.co.uk/2012/02/ace-of-cakes.html">Ace of Cakes</a>) with an exquisite import of small screen American reality goodness. The big behemoth that is Man vs Food.<br />
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The size of these mega meaty banquets could easily sate a family eight for an evening meal. The entertainment show (think Top Gear) is verging into the realms of competitive eating - which hasn't quite made it to the UK shores yet - a regular spectacle in the US. For the first half of the show Adam wanders around finding relatively small town famous dishes to try and give a little air time to, before the main event in the second half. <br />
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The show was pioneered by the Travel Channel and in some way it is like an alternative tourist guide to some of the places that wouldn't normally get an ounce of exposure on TV. I admire the fact that it is promoting the world this way and if it ever came to these shores, it would end up in places like Tavistock or Sleaford. Imagine getting a haystack of halibut from the Peppered Pig in Goole and letting small towns of the UK showcase their own famed culinary highlights.<br />
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If he completes said task he can get on to hallowed walls of fame which adorn the walls of each eatery and there's usually a t-shirt as a winning memento as well. Adam also has a weird ymca hand dance that represents M V F (Man vs Food) which he pulls out two or three times a show. A wonderful 27 minutes, that ran for four seasons in America and as the votes were counted at the end of the run, the final scores were Man 48 vs Food 36.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-8382152147622655132012-04-10T15:41:00.001+01:002012-04-10T15:41:49.134+01:00Car Boot Corner April 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's moved to the big field, we repeat - it's moved to the big field.<br />
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That means the time taken to navigate the new beast was up from 90 minutes to 3 hours. They trebled the field coverage and the number of sellers. So that equated to a higher quality of car boot bargains to purchase and more things which suited our tastes and home decorations . Oh boy it did not disappoint.
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We made a novice mistake (didn't bring any bags) and so had to go back to the car after we purchased these two marvellous, but rather unwieldy sized books. I've wanted a pin picture book for a while and it was mine for merely 50 English pence and I shall start work on some of the designs courtesy of Golden Hands and will pop up the results here in due course. We also helped a lady part with her unwritten postcard collection - Colour Masters, John Hinde etc all ready to be written and sent out, sending greetings from near and far. An orginial tin that Sellotape used to come in (it is cyan after all) and who can't resist some animal future birthday cards?<br />
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However, it was Tracey who was happiest at the end of the session - the holy grail of 80s originals, size 3, roller boots are now in our possession. We shall be turning Bournemouth seafront into Malibu as we both now own some classic roller boots.
Magna Carta we salute you.</div>Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-76351909788270812532012-03-27T00:01:00.000+01:002012-03-27T00:01:43.356+01:00Arundel - Triple A for Amazing.Our Great British travelogue continues in earnest and today we encountered an absolute corker. Presenting Arundel.<br />
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The beauty and individuality of this town could encourage a real verbosity in my description, but from the opening meander along the duck filled miniature moat encircling the castle to an art and craft fayre in the local hall signalled good times were a'coming.<br />
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With art a plenty, it was sun drenched in the afternoon sunshine and we had a little twin scoop of Movenpick ice cream (pistachio and caramelita being the favourites). The town was full of smiley people and shops we loved with gifts a plenty for our friends and family. The added bonus of personal conversations with shop keepers including the story of the old sweet shop man who has his chocolate bunnies made by a Belgian called Jann, who now lives in Finland and he also makes the rose cremes. <br />
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Stumbling into the smaller river sided gift shop first, where we promptly acquired lots of lovely print and stationary, the shop staff told us there's a bigger store over three floors just up the hill. We found it after wandering through a few tiny streets and was welcomed graciously and another set of purchases of kitchenware, iron signs and tasty food stuffs somehow came home with us. We were impressed by the customer service, attention to detail all around the shop and the exquisite selection of gifts and food stuffs on offer across both stores. <br />
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Long may this jewel reign in the heart of West Sussex. We shall indeed return for a more thorough exploration of the castle, lido and tell all and sundry of this most marvellous place.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-84937642415608615852012-02-20T19:38:00.001+00:002012-02-20T19:44:12.463+00:00Ace of CakesFresh from the international hit TV show - Hair Battle Spectacular - on the most criminally underrated channel - Really - comes our new favourite way to spend 60 mins, ladies and gentleman, we bring you...Ace of Cakes.<br />
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It is verging on food sculpture with all the tools the team use including trowels, paint brushes and everything in between. Live this week include a massive Hershey's chocolate bar complete with kisses, a 3D Charlie Brown and Peanuts halloween themed cake, an antique gym locker and a zombie themed wedding cake.<br />
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It's currently on Really at 7-8pm on a Monday evening GMT. Head over to their <a href="http://www.charmcitycakes.com/index.cfm">website</a> and see what other crazy things they get up to and make.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-66064799976438255512012-01-29T16:35:00.001+00:002012-01-29T16:46:53.697+00:00Car Boot CornerThe winter sun didn't bother making an appearance today but thankfully, dozens of booters did as another year of retro-treasure hunting begins! The first car boot of the year and it was cold but as always, fruitful!<br />
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With two pairs of socks on each, we headed off to one of our favourite stomping grounds, <a href="http://www.magnaevents.co.uk/">Canford Park</a> Car Boot and there was some speedy purchases made from the first three stalls we visited! Tam picked up Jo Verso's Cross-Stich for Children which has yet more beautiful, inventive and colourful designs from the popular craft author - bargain at £1. Next, Abbo got his 'buy of the day' after spotting a Dog's Playing Pool rug bundled up at the end of the stall. A perfect accompaniment to the 'Dogs Playing Poker' print we have in the kitchen, the bold colours and flying cigar butts will be brightening up our hallway.<br />
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Half an hour later and whilst purchasing a couple of 1980s kids LP's featuring the cast from Rainbow and the green bird with aviophobia Orville, we bumped into our friend Jamie from <a href="http://fish4junk.co.uk/products-page/">Fish4Junk</a>. With clients all over the world including NYC, Tokyo and of course Bournemouth, F4J are the experts in tracking down delicious, 100% retro and vintage goodies - their fine selection of plastic 70s kitchenalia always sings to our orange and cyan hearts. Out hunting for goodies, Jamie proudly announced that F4J are now also part of the Dorset Curiosity Centre which sounds like a great excuse for us to already start planning our next day out! After comparing swag bags, we said goodbyes as Abbo had spotted some <a href="http://orangeandcyanarts.blogspot.com/2011/05/stay-out-of-black.html">Bullseye</a> poly metronic hard flights on a nearby stall!<br />
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As the cold seeped in, we managed to grab a telephone and address book and of course more lovely postcards. Sadly the bread and cake man wasn't there this week so no treats but a promising start nonetheless to the car booting year!Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-35140355077632396532012-01-28T23:45:00.000+00:002012-01-28T23:45:24.962+00:00A Short History of GingerbreadWhat a strange and delicious thing.<br />
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Inspired by an afternoon of creating ninja ballet dancing and zombie rabbit eating gingerbread, I thought that this delightful substance needed further exploration and a higher profile by demonstrating its versatility and tasty prowess.<br />
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He taught its secrets to French priests and Christians and the medicinal myth was perpetuated as it was introduced to Sweden by German immigrants in the 14th Century and some Swedish nuns used it to ease indigestion. <br />
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The first imported gingerbread man was credited to our great HRH Queen Elizabeth I, who bestowed important guests with charming G-Bread likenesses of themselves. <br />
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It's even been referenced by ole Billy Shakes, so if it's good enough for him, then it's good enough for me. From Love’s Labours Lost:<br />
"And I had but one penny in the world. Thou should’st have it to buy gingerbread."<br />
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After the Grimm Brothers' tale of Hansel and Gretel described a house "made of bread," with a roof of cake and windows of barley, German bakeries began offering elaborate gingerbread houses with icing snow on the roofs. <br />
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I think a trip to Market Drayton could well be on the cards.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-42186269320338684242012-01-23T17:09:00.001+00:002012-01-29T16:00:28.617+00:00Postcards I Love You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpsDhfPl-JC-Bw99V1IVDrW67ZLX63oc2qIdkF7uTWS2B6pFWseLEPVi_0LipLhyiX1qnzo4B0vs7IO94aGiUywQ50vNLmC7SsuN0NwQKxrOCqp5RdG8pDsdmKGm2uXTuyN6B4vra_7T4/s1600/btown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="180" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpsDhfPl-JC-Bw99V1IVDrW67ZLX63oc2qIdkF7uTWS2B6pFWseLEPVi_0LipLhyiX1qnzo4B0vs7IO94aGiUywQ50vNLmC7SsuN0NwQKxrOCqp5RdG8pDsdmKGm2uXTuyN6B4vra_7T4/s320/btown.jpg" /></a></div>For me they're a hallowed sliver of card which capture an experience and a moment in time that you want to share with someone else. They hint at a story and they hint at multiple stories through their combination of words, images and stamps and they create this link between two people and places and provides an indicator of what people find significant. <br />
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They are a personal treat and an investment of time. The hunt for the postcard to match the receiver is part of the fun. It matters not if it's a day trip to Bognor Regis or a fortnight in Tasmania; the quest, the ritual of finding what bounty the place has to offer is brimmed with happiness and then trying to find a stamp, engaging with locals and shopkeepers to try and determine the optimum value to ensure the speediest flight back home.<br />
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This is sure to get the postman gossiping with your next door neighbour or you can just give a salute and provide some banal information like "the weather is here, wish you were lovely". The restriction of that A6 canvas is hugely satisfying because you can never convey all that you wish to express, but you have to come to understanding that this space is all you're even going to have.<br />
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The postcard - how I love the postcard.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-72892949520025137582011-12-28T11:41:00.000+00:002011-12-28T11:41:24.135+00:00World's Strongest Man Final 1983<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaULcgNsYosPotrdJ2bGAe_IspWm1zXbBMTJBd0OJuPpeyIv35ts-trafGA_zmhOOOFcRI_hLpeCQ731E6BedVHDWDIhmExrQk3bMYYH6MEeIyNRqNXyeiXNvtktdlRlysNpddbqTUxWs/s1600/WSM+Logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaULcgNsYosPotrdJ2bGAe_IspWm1zXbBMTJBd0OJuPpeyIv35ts-trafGA_zmhOOOFcRI_hLpeCQ731E6BedVHDWDIhmExrQk3bMYYH6MEeIyNRqNXyeiXNvtktdlRlysNpddbqTUxWs/s320/WSM+Logo.jpg" /></a></div>The World's Strongest Man (WSM) was the premier event in strength athletics for 20 years up until the late 1990's. Men from four corners of the earth were invited to compete against each other in a series of unique events designed to test each individual to the fullest. The events had a foundation in Powerlifting, Highland Games and others were created based on mythological feats of strength.<br />
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It was at the end of a long day that we came across the televised final of WSM 1983. We'd found TV gold. It had the constituent parts of: a British underdog, early 80s hair styles and fashion, a brilliant referee and a crowd who were a bit too close to the athletes. We were instantly hooked. <br />
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There were 8 strangely named events which sorted the wheat from the chaff, the men from the boys and the sheep from the goats. Farmers Walk, Bar Bending, Silver Dollar Deadlift, Truck Pull, Rock Lift, Weight for Height, Wool Hoist and Lorry Loading. <br />
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All were designed to sap energy, test physical and mental endurance and brutalise any muscle in the human body. There were other characters alongside Mr Capes and much of the focus fell on a young pretender from Iceland, Jón Páll Sigmarsson, with a series of one liners designed to psyche out his fellow athletes ("This is no problem for Jón Páll", "There is no reason to be alive if you can't do deadlift" and "I am not an Eskimo, I am a Viking!"). Jón Páll proved a fearsome competitor in 1983 and would go on to win the WSM 4 times in the future as well going down in history as Iceland's greatest athlete of the 20th Century.<br />
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However, Capes knew that he'd done enough and gave a little leap of joy as the final sack landed on the back of the lorry and in his final interview, he declared many pints and drinks were going to be spilled in Christchurch that night in celebration of a little man from Lincolnshire being crowned the World's Strongest Man with a total score of 49.5.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-44083359174553257372011-12-23T10:14:00.000+00:002011-12-23T10:14:40.801+00:00Newark upon Trent - A Glory TownOur inter-nation travelogue continues...It's like Cheltenham, but prettier. It's like Cirencester, but cheaper. It's Newark upon Trent, home of some of the finest set of independent shops and eateries in our fair country.<br />
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Two's Company on Kirkgate is a gift shop doing so well, they've opened up two other shops across the country on the back of the shops success in Newark. Our purchase was a wonderfully decorative key plate which has a retro driving licence embedded beneath the glazed surface.<br />
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Home to the Railway Club, a charming ode to working men's clubs and histories through the ages it still has a 50p pool table. We've not seen those prices since our glory days back at University in Scarborough (oh those long nights in the cavernous Olympia arcade complete with the best ever bandit - Crazy Fruits). Home also to the famous Tolney Lane which brings an incredible richness and diversity into the population with the traveller community (who I went to Primary School with) who're directly responsible for much of the wonderful famed Newark slang words including: Chavvy, Peeve, Teggys and Yocks.<br />
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There was a gentleman on the bus already and a lady boarded at the same time as I to join our friendly driver en route to Verwood. The gentleman alighted at Ringwood and the driver announced to us both that he needed to go and get some more change as he was running out. <br />
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It was at this moment that a conversation was struck up between myself and the lady who was sat behind me. Playing with her new iPhone (sold to her by her son) she began telling me that her son has recently started playing Assassin's Creed Revelations and that she's suitably impressed with its graphics but as she's got an addictive personality, she can't play computers because she'd waste her time on them.<br />
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We offered polite goodbyes, she disappeared into the park and I carried on my journey to Radio HQ. All went well, both shows sounding brilliant and I got on the 36 again retracing the bussy tracks through Three Legged Cross and Ashley Heath. Who then gets on the bus outside Moors Valley Country Park, the same lady with her cycle helmet and friend June waving her off.<br />
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Genuine country music spilling out the speakers, Cowgirl Charlie serving our every need, cactus and boot wall paper, ribs, loaded skins, wings, corn and ranch beans - check, check, check! We were a happy pair of yahoo's foot tappin and a'stomping all day after this brilliant culinary experience.<br />
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Not only does it fulfil our culinary and architectural desires, Cissa's Caester also helps us empty our pockets with a selection of wonderful shops. Alongside some of the regular high street players like Clarks (incredible customer service - so friendly and managed to persuade us, somehow, to purchase a Christmas present - and made us feel lovely about it as well) and Moss Bros there's a wealth of charming and fine pieces of independent shoppery including:<br />
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With our guides to Northampton, Southport and now Chichester, we're highlighting some alternative places on our fair isle which deserve a little time and exploration outside of the classic visitor-laden places. Up the Chichester!Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-38247728606403297942011-11-03T18:26:00.000+00:002011-11-03T18:26:33.243+00:00Game City 6<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZBJQeAlhrCTKZwKU7kZFRe0A6AWq9Z2erBfWuTacRC3-asgjR821FV97bzjxzFsnZLRNvQV0jxdgOGDmNB2JF8scyryGD_Z5aiRd6AA7QT1RiJjMALqfLcc4C-FRvgMphXD6TSzcdM4c/s1600/GC6.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="180" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZBJQeAlhrCTKZwKU7kZFRe0A6AWq9Z2erBfWuTacRC3-asgjR821FV97bzjxzFsnZLRNvQV0jxdgOGDmNB2JF8scyryGD_Z5aiRd6AA7QT1RiJjMALqfLcc4C-FRvgMphXD6TSzcdM4c/s320/GC6.gif" /></a></div>Twas an adventure in authenticity, a place where a genuine community of interest came together alongside inquisitive residents to share the realm of videogames and all that sails in her.<br />
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Over 4 days, the festival is the self styled “biggest and best-loved videogame culture festival in Europe!” and runs over multiple sites in the East Midlands city of Nottingham, during the day time, the night time and inbetween time (with the wonderful addition of Covernomics - a real life, real surveillance, covert mission piece of spy heaven). I wanted to share some of my experiences, some of the panels and debates attended, the people and developers I met and let this act as a guide to my experiences.<br />
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My first stop was a conversation between Richard Lemarchand, lead game designer on the forthcoming triple AAA PS3 exclusive, Uncharted 3 and Tale of Tales' founders Auriea Harvey and Michaël Samyn.<br />
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Auriea and Michaël were fascinating, charming and achingly articulate throughout and with their creations offer a genuine alternative to the big time computer game behemoths which I’d heartily recommend that you engage with. Head over to Tale of Tales to find out more.<br />
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The next day was all about the Zombies, one of the large successes of Game City 6 and previous incarnations is that they often theme days and today was all about those beloved half –dead henry’s. <br />
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Richard offered us “games elicit certain kinds of emotions, competitive games elicit triumph, success and frustration”, and Phil replied with “Silent Hill 1&2 are the finest piece of horror on any media and we worked with fear specialists who said turning left down corridors is scary and different ceiling heights in different rooms is also scary”. The next topic was sadness with the videogame Heavy Rain appearing heavily and Keith cited the greatest fear if you’re a parent is the loss of your child and that was why Heavy Rain was so successful, Simon replied us “games are great at revenge stories, but not redemption”. Finally the 7 men on the panel spoke about love with The Sims and Ico leading the discussion. Simon “The Sims tries to mechanise love in a dry way, it’s an economy. Whereas in Ico, you have to lead this small waif through different lands and you have to look after her or she’ll be sacrificed.” Keith shared: “if you come to a standstill after you’ve run around with her, you can feel her heartbeat through the controller”. The debates were genuinely interesting, covered a range of topics and brought us insight from a diversity of panellists who wouldn’t normally talk about these sorts of things.<br />
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SATAT 1984 was a seven hour performance lecture all about the mid 80s tetronomic gaming masterpiece Tetris. However, this lecture by Pat Ashe lasted as long as you stayed alive in the game and the blocks didn’t fill the screen. A brilliant concept, fascinating factoids learnt and a charming performer. PS I’m sure I also got the highest score of the day. From Russia With Fun!<br />
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Covernomics was another durational experience but this time over 4 days. Through email, phone calls and illegal rendezvous it instructed you to go undercover, decipher codes, assemble electronic devices, accrue assets and survey other agents in the field whilst avoiding detection. Agents were assigned daily tasks (I’m not revealing too much detail as they want to return next year) and I’m pleased to report that I completed Operation GC6 and was one of the top ten of agents. <br />
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For me, Game City 6 captured the true spirit of a festival with oodles of positivity oozing from the staff, volunteer teams and exhibitors which in turn infected us, the participants to be generous, encouraging and enter into the essence of debate and inquiry which the festival fostered so well. I only encountered a small percentage of the festival, but what I experience I was left sated and elated and will no doubt return to future iterations of the wonderful and valuable experience that is Game City.<br />
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Images courtesy of Game City, Tale of Tales, Nintendo, Six to StartOrange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-34596688979373115972011-10-29T00:19:00.000+01:002011-10-29T00:19:04.608+01:00Player vs CharacterBAFTA Games Writers Panel supported by The Writers’ Guild of Great Britain<br />
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Welcome to BAFTA, it’s all nipples and grenades. <br />
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<strong>What is a games character?</strong><br />
Jim and Rhianna made the differentiation between character types with Jim going for the “characters are empty vessels that you fill” (in Deus Ex, he tried to create a backstory and narrative for the character Adam Jensen before empowering the player to let them choose one of the four possible pathways and approaches through the game) and Rhi coming back with “but I like to play games with full characters like Max Payne or Alan Wake as you get a certain agency over them”. Ed popped in with the crucial addition “the best character in most games in the environment”. This sparked a bit of gush fest over the Bioshock and the environment of Rapture.<br />
For me, the success of Bioshock is how it looks and sounds, how the NPCs and audio diaries help you construct the back story and aid you in a process of information discovery, it’s not spoon fed to you in a dirty little cut scene, like the recent barrel of bilge The Cursed Crusade. Round two.<br />
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Jim came in with the ultimate writers’ aim of immersion: “It’s the holy grail, trying to suck you in. We want to bring a story to you and offer you a beginning, middle and end.” For me the crucial word in that was offer, the choices that a player can or cannot make enhance their own personal experience. He also pointed a finger at overly long cut scenes “I’m looking at you Metal Gear Solid” which Rhi added to “If you see your character doing something brilliant in a cut scene but then can’t do it in game, that creates a gulf between player and character and breaks the invisible link”. <br />
There was a consistency of opinion that writers are often brought into the process too late, never get the chance to work with actors when the lines are recorded and so a line that could have been laced with comedy at the very beginning because of the intricacies of pauses, intentions and inflexions are often lost in translation. In a startling revelation, Ed stated that “most actor scripts are written in excel”. Imagine having to read 100,000 lines of text from a spreadsheet, it certainly cannot aid the content and context of the game.<br />
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Ed came straight off the bat with “genre expectations are usually tough and conservative”. Rhi added that platform has something to do with it, she created Overlord 1&2 on the Xbox and PS3, but it also had different iterations on the Wii and DS, so the world of Overlord existed on all those planes, but the restrictions of age groups for the Wii and DS versions meant that some of the characterisations of the minions having to be altered. A vital point made by Ed was you should be able to give the 5 second, 30 second and 2 minute pitch to different audiences, because “someone else will be making your character move, someone else will be giving him a physical dialogue”, the implementation is being given to different teams. Jim answered one of the floor questions about “would a writer ever have a great idea and pitch that to a studio?”, the answer was a resounding no, it’s about what will sell, not what’s the idea? Andrew added with great timing, what sells is nipples and grenades. Film/game tie ins were mentioned and some brutal truths exposed again where studios spend all their money on acquiring the licence and so have less money on the game, other times including Blade 2, where the games developers were given absolutely no access to the script, artwork, scenery or even the crumbs from their dinner, yet still had to create a game which launched on release of the film.<br />
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It was a very stimulating night with 4 very different personalities, all thoroughly warranting their place and each adding something to the debate in their own unique style. Coming next at BAFTA Games is an evening with Bioware in November, Mass Effect 3 anyone?Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247271390963724687.post-2526186030665408352011-10-14T23:01:00.000+01:002011-10-14T23:01:56.083+01:00BreadThe B3063, aka Charminster Road in Bournemouth, is home to many a good eatery and restaurant (Nippon Inn and Starz Bar are well worth a visit), but the culinary highlight for me is a small, independent, no nonsense Turkish bakery called Pasha.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUaI6wOITfSMc3tHb5O4zriMY_0irRyYsW0tuxavDc6R_fUTOs4EtklrKz7dPj0VY2h3_7ySGHXf1lXfxAPbWgojScglhUkAEp7RH_7nyG_R2W7CjmmqQQv6dGbkQ6Sz926FLPfeC6zQ/s1600/b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUaI6wOITfSMc3tHb5O4zriMY_0irRyYsW0tuxavDc6R_fUTOs4EtklrKz7dPj0VY2h3_7ySGHXf1lXfxAPbWgojScglhUkAEp7RH_7nyG_R2W7CjmmqQQv6dGbkQ6Sz926FLPfeC6zQ/s320/b1.jpg" /></a></div>Bread is often at the forefront of my mind, it being my favourite foodstuff by a country mile; it has such variety in shape, taste and texture. There is nothing better than a hollow sounding, soft centred warm crusty cob which fills your nose and belly with doughy happiness. We don’t need any butter here, just dry and crusty bread.<br />
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Pasha make the best Pide ever – a deliciously day fresh stone baked Turkish flat bread, often consumed within 10 minutes from time of purchase. It’s a rare day if Mr Pide makes it off the B3063 complete because he is just so irresistible.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoQsrKjCuTVQMtx5RhFJUEBX_TYGGvsv9dEDHSu3QGttkO1wO5DPPqZfL3CMVFqRbLwqLoluASQxBTcCACyBDaCdafQwkUM47aifUjkMEMRNvMOVDG7OUW9d0zeV8P4lTTTkfxLIZ6kE0/s1600/b3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="167" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoQsrKjCuTVQMtx5RhFJUEBX_TYGGvsv9dEDHSu3QGttkO1wO5DPPqZfL3CMVFqRbLwqLoluASQxBTcCACyBDaCdafQwkUM47aifUjkMEMRNvMOVDG7OUW9d0zeV8P4lTTTkfxLIZ6kE0/s320/b3.jpg" /></a></div>I offer a small insight into my devotion to this delightful foodstuff. It was a Christmas day, in the last year of the 1980s and I asked my Auntie for a fresh crusty 800g bloomer for my present. Opening up my bready package, I was so happy to have a whole loaf to myself to tear and carve up in giant doorsteps; the joy I felt was unbridled. A recent personal surprise for me was the introduction into the market of the 1kg Tiger loaf, an absolute monster, fun for all the family and costing less than for 152 pennies. <br />
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Along with fishes, if it’s good enough for Jesus and can feed the 5000, it’s good enough for me. Bread – I wanna make it with you.Orange and Cyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05701402816237609136noreply@blogger.com0