In my notes for the night we made this list (in the Exmouth Arms) it says the following: “THE SPANISH BAR IS THE KID A”. What on earth can this cryptic comparison mean?
The Spanish Bar is not a pub. I cannot imagine a time when you would […]

OK, time to unleash the big guns. Here is one which possibly stopped productivity in my office for about a week. There are plenty of games a bit like it, but this is the Daddy of strategic time wasting.
So what is going on here?

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I have never been all that enamoured of sports games. Maybe because I was never any good at sport at school. Of course the sports game offers me the vicarious thrill of being good at a game. However in reality it adds an extra link in the hand-to-eye[…]

Tom is away for a week again, so we dust down Repopulate to look at some of the less loved early posts and give them slightly more scrutiny. And I thought why not dust down the first UK Burt Bacharach number one? Also because the version rarely pops[…]

We have only ever been to the Exmouth Arms once. Which must lead you to the conclusion that it was a pretty awesome night out and on so incredible that perhaps a touch of fear has set in, that to revisit it would clearly spoil the experience in retro[…]

A lot of flash games are simple puzzlers, and that is fine but they are not as good as the play cozino games. One of the main reasons for their existence after all is brief worktime gratification, a mild diversion rather than an immersive gaming expe[…]

You are probably still running around in you fancy pants after yesterday, so lets try something a little less frenetic and more cerebral. Ideal for waking up on a Sunday morning before contemplating fighting your way through traffic to get your holid[…]

I’m not very good at writing about pubs – my excuse is that I tend to care a hundred times more about the company than the place. Nonetheless, this was a regular haunt of mine for many years before I even moved to London. For no particula[…]

At Poptimism last night we held the draw for the 2010 Pop World Cup. If you’re playing, and would like to know who you’ll be managing, details are below! The names – where I don’t know you already – are drawn from the or[…]

Sometimes I feel that I am the only one who likes the Chandos – a large Sam Smiths pub near Charing Cross station where the downstairs always feels kind of old and stuck in time, and the upstairs like a velvet throne of luxury and depraved deca[…]