Panic on the streets of London…
The Lord of Leisure | May 10, 2008 |
Here is the big announcement which I’ve been leading up to all day, and have been thinking of the best way to break the news which practically everyone knows already, however our international readership may be interested as it involves London, and as we all know, London is the only place in Britain. Nowhere else exists.
There was some deciding over whether the BBC should break the story, interrupting tonight’s episode Doctor Who and therefore we have to wait to find out about the Doctor’s Daughter. Perhaps distributing flyers on people’s windscreens. Or at the Wedding mass in Westminster today, as a “and finally notice”, the 700 married couples would be told there, thus making the day even happier.
But I don’t have any money. So a crap fudging of the Ooh Sometimes header logo and a blog post here will have to do.
I’m moving to London.
(Just in case you failed to notice the banner above)
Yes, that’s the news that has been kept secret until recently and which had been taking up a lot of time in sorting out, when after a long stint in Telford, I guess the time has come to push the envelope further and try something new.
It wasn’t an easy decision by any stretch of the imagination, I will miss the people still there and considering where I am going to, there are some people thinking: What the bloody hell are you doing?
London’s full of chavs, gangs, guns, idiots, various religious arseholes who want to blow things up, people work night and day just to get by and lastly there’s Boris Johnson, the man who everyone is hoping fails at his task being Mayor. What could possibly compel you to go there?
Well, in truth, London, despite the fact that it’s ridiculously expensive to get decent sized accommodation and even live, it’s easy to get lost and killed in, and you can feel so alone in a place like that, London is the major place, in front of Birmingham, Manchester, Glasgow and Edinburgh, where the most opportunities exist to do anything you want. It’s going to be one of those experiences we all have to do at some time in our lives.
By day, you can do your normal work, and by night, you could take a course at one of the many institutions available who specialise in various areas not found elsewhere, or get caught up doing something you would never think about doing in a million years. (Note, previous statement doesn’t include running from the fuzz for drug trafficking.) Or if you are me, actually get time to do the bloody podcast! Though, at least it’s now clear as to why it’s being delayed.
London also has the most to do in terms of night and indeed day-life. So many places to visit, and so many free things too. It would be nice to actually see some of the people I hear and see in the flesh more often, and well, a lot of them are down London, let’s see who we can annoy and scare with badly crayoned pictures showing how much I love them!
There are people down and back up here who have already said they would help if asked, and I wish to state on the record I am very grateful for their help in whatever shape or form it took. In fact, some people down there in London, are a hoot to talk to and there are just so many people, there has to be some good eggs there among the b******ds who want to bugger things up for the rest.
Of course, it may go horribly wrong. I may be rubbish at the job and they throw me out. I may end up in a bad situation from which naughty all flows forth. That’s the risk we have everywhere these days. But that’s no reason not to try.
So for how ever long it lasts, let’s rock! ![]()







It is a time of great concern when thoughts like this occur, a time of choice, and a time of gambling for tonight’s mystery star prize only to find it’s a toaster. Every man has gone through this throughout the generations, and will continue to do so until as such time, that like every Star Trek episode has suggested, we leave our bodies behind to torment the universe with mystical farting.
For some time I have slowly but surely been breaking and now have actively vented frustration and anger at anyone and everything. This includes Natalie. Now basically this is my fault and she has enough on her plate right now with the beginning of several art exhibitions, which are more than likely to be successful, without me getting out of the car and proceeding to cause a reign of terror over L.A.

The one major enemy that’s 100% different to the normal citizens is the big daddy, whose name unfortunately does conjure up a reference to a 1960’s porn film. These lumbering beasts who protect possessed little girls who enjoy stabbing corpses with large needles, will charge at you dealing huge damage and can be hard to take down early on. Some have a Black and Decker drill on one arm, others have a bolt gun, either way they can be taken down in no time if all you do is keep firing and setting them on fire…heh heh.
However, this game has been done before. Sorry, but for all it’s polish, story, design, details, sound and graphical excellence, It’s basically System Shock 2 which can run on modern equipment. I’m not the first to compare it with that past game and certainly not the last, and perhaps because we know what System Shock 2 was about and what that included, Bioshock sort of stumbles around like a stand-up comic trying to find a joke to entertain the crowd while they falling asleep. And forgive me, but isn’t genetics gone wrong getting old? I do also have an issue with the fact that the guy you play will inject himself with anything regardless of whether or not it’s a good idea.









