02-4-29 15:06:

Sitting in a cafe in Bath.

It’s been a fun weekend, and it isn’t even over yet. Went down to Plymouth for an afe mini-meet, dragging LoneCat down for the ride, completely forgetting that Teut – our host – had a cat (and LC, in a major hit of irony, is allergic to cats).

*guilt*

Fun was had, mostly when we went out to wander around Plymouth (up around the ‘Ho’ (spelling unknown, but guessed for comic effect)) and when we (minus LC, who was in the bedroom, hiding from cats. I would have been a good Boyfriend and stayed with her, but my shirt was encathaired) played Munchkin, which was fun.

Sunday we went back to Bath, and Monday, today, while LC is in lectures I wander around the ancient and beautiful town of Bath.

After my usual pilgrimage to the bench by the river that saw most of the events in Bathtime to breakfast on Fanta I went on a more expensive pilgrimage to the local Electronics Boutique to buy a game. In keeping with my new Budget Sensitive Persona, I’ve carefully read this months PC Gamer cover to cover, finally deciding to spend my pennies on Freedom Force. When I attempted to fulfil this prophecy, I learnt of two things.

  1. Freedom Force isn’t out yet.
  2. Simon the Sorcerer 3D is.

Now, the first I had countered for, and had selected a second choice – Dungeon Siege. Simon the Sorcerer 3, however, I’ve been waiting for since 1997, when I played Simon the Sorcerer 2. It was finished Dec 2000, about 2 weeks before its publisher (Hasbro Interactive) died, since then it has remained comatose, the first I’ve heard of it since this time last year (when I e-mailed the developers and confirmed the above) was when I saw it. Confused, I bought it *and* Dungeon Siege. Then I wandered to a coffee shop to decided what to do next, had lunch in KFC, and did the standard tourist thing of the Roman Baths.

The Bath Baths were fascinating on many levels, not least watching the people’s reactions, not most the shear History of the place, but mainly the amazing things the Romans did, from the flowing water to the central heating, the mortar (2000 year old walls supporting Georgian and now also Victorian construction) to the detail on the carvings, it’s amazing what the surviving Britons failed to learn.

What *could* the Romans have done for us?

And the belief, the way they casually incorporated the local goddess of healing with their own, and built a hugely impressive temple to the new duel-deity.

I’m impressed.

No. The word I may be looking for is inspired.

So, I bought a book on Roman Mythology, and found a new coffee shop, where I’ve just spent the last hour writing this on the palm top. Tomorrow I’ll post this up.

And thus did the prophecy come to pass…