'86 - A Hell Of A Year And A Year Of Hell
Well as I begin this latest instalment, I have 5 days left of my holiday and whilst I've been quite pleased that I've got 3 off my 4 sci-fi forces finished, I don't feel rested. Still, as this is really a 'catch-up' for holidays lost last year, I can do some proper resting when I take my Summer holiday. Such, as they say, is life :) 1986 keeps popping up in various ways, and it got me remembering that '86 was a time of big changes for me, ones which, would lead to me meeting my wife eventually and stirring the next part of my gaming life into action. In late 1985, I'd moved with my parents to a semi-rural area, out of the industrial suburbs of Sheffield, and I'd not reacted well, to the notion of one bus every hour, and a 45 minute journey into the city centre. Don't get me wrong, I hiked and camped a lot, and since the age of 9 had been out and about with school and friends. But, the reality oif living so far from my beloved gaming haunts was an i...