This is my somewhat hazy recall of the Llamasoft meeting in Oxford.
It all began for me early Friday morning when I got a lift to Oldham bus station to get the 11 O’clock coach to Birmingham. Due to my laptop buggering up I had to sit and gawp out the windows or read a book instead. Eventually, after being half an hour late, the coach found its way to the coach station in Birmingham.
What a dump! Imagine a scene from Bladerunner, but without the rain. It was your typical 80’s style bus station with grime and weird people to match. I was ripped off something rotten by the food machines and had a bag of crisps and a Twix for dinner. This wasn’t good as the last time I did that I felt sick when trying to drink beer and eat curry.
The next coach to Oxford arrived and we all piled into it. I managed to leave my book in my bag, which had been carefully drop-kicked into the baggage hold. Oh well, time to enter a Zen-like state and stare out the window again. Bought some more crisps and some hot chocolate on the way and watched random parts of Avon go past the windows.
A few stops later and I arrived in Oxford bus station. Doing a usual “me” I proceeded to walk in the wrong direction :) (and I go walking in mountains where walking the wrong way off a mountain can lead to a very long walk home!) Upon turning my “not to scale” map around the right way I set off to find the youth hostel. On the way I realised I didn’t know where the pub was, so a text was fired off to Jeff to ask where it was.
The Youth Hostel was nice (what little I saw of it). Can’t comment on the food as I didn’t eat anything there. I stuck my bag in a locker, made my bed, and went off to find the pub, forgetting to take my joysticks and CDs with me. After returning to the YHA to collect them I wandered off up the road, avoiding posh students and people on bikes.
Turns out I went past the pub on the way in. Met up with lots of people from the Llamasoft Forum and went to have a play on the machines set up there. Discovered I was no better at real Robotron than the MAME version :)
As the evening drew on more people turned up and soon there was about 20 of us, all drinking and playing old computer games, talking, and generally having a good time. Jeff gave me a copy of Tempest 3000 for my Nuon, which, after playing it, is an excellent game - definately one to play in the dark.
Eight o’clock arrived and we went off to the curry house that’d been booked for us. Much food was eaten, digital cameras were produced, Yak was keeping the rest of the forum in contact by emailing pictures from his mobile phone.
Feeling suitably curried up, we returned to the pub and continued wearing the night away playing and drinking and talking. People gradually left to go to sleep until there were five of us left. At around 5am we decided sleeping would be a good idea as tomorrow would be a long day so those of us staying at the YHA staggered off there to wake everyone up.
Next morning I missed breakfast, and by the time I’d come round it was almost dinnertime. Off to the pub I went again :)
Chips and sausage for breakfast, followed by some early morning Tempest 2000, managing to get second place on someone’s brand new looking Jag cart. I played that game quite a lot during the weekend. I got to the point where I was stopping good games because I was getting bored! At one point I had 300,000 points, more lives than the screen could show, and deciding there were other things to do, I turned the Jag off!
At half 1ish the first of many many members of the public arrived to come and discover that Llamasoft is indeed alive again, play games, and drink beer. In the end about fifty people arrived and the pub began to resemble an arcade from the early 90’s, filled with many bleeps, explosions, people, and the Robotron machine looking perfectly at home in the corner - as though it’d always been there, and not that it’d only been there a day.
Sometime during the evening Eric Kendrick arrived bearing Nuons for various people, which caused a stir. The nearest big screen telly was hijacked and Tempest 3000 put on. Yak had first go, “only” managing to get to level 24 with half a million points (”out of practice” aparrently). After that everyone had a go, some of us thinking “cool! I can’t wait to play this at home!” and others thinking “you lucky bastards! wish I had one!” :) Later on that night I got sucked into the machine for a long time, necessitating the need to sit outside in the non glowing, definately-no-particles-at-all Real World.
Once more the forum members left the crowd at 8 o’clock to go and consume some more curry, and returned an hour later glowing with the heat from within, and discovered the pub was just as full as when they left it. Most excellent! people were staying to play the games! And not just new games, but old ones too. Some of the people present were playing games older than they were :-)
The night carried on again until we noticed that, once more, 5am was upon us :) This time however we decided the YHA was too far away and that the floor would do (evidently sanity had left at that point). Pub floors are hard and smell. After a few hours of what I can only describe as unconsciousness I regained usage of my legs and staggered around the empty pub for a while before going off to the YHA to check out, returning to the pub again via a food shop to get some breakfast.
I could only stay for half an hour though before getting my coach, but on the way out of Oxford I sent an SMS to Yak and it arrived just in time for him and the remaining survivors to wave at me passing :) I don’t remember much of the trip home. Only having 10 hours of sleep the entire weekend caught up with me and I discovered I can sleep sat up if I really have to.
I passed through the toilet known as Birmingham coach station in a similar way to the curry I ate passed through me, and off to Oldham before getting a lift home, where I promptly fell asleep :)
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