I went to London yesterday for a preview event surrounding “Battleforge”. I’m currently waiting on some pictures from the event to suppliment my thoughts-turned-into-words text with; so no write up yet, but as a little today bonus I thought I would write up the micro-diary I kept of my day out. The problem is I was too busy in the actual event to update the thing so you could say it is a little tenuous in terms of gaming relevance and you would be correct. Have it anyway.
- 09.00 – Up and very awake. Play TF2 to pass the time. Train isn’t until after 12. I needed a lie in today.
- 12.00 – On train platform. Think about putting iPod on. iPod is in bag. Bag is in car.
- 12.15 – On train, with bag. Seat next to me is empty. Hurrah.
- 12.18 – Announcement confirms I am on correct train.
- 12.20 – Train is moving. Am I on the correct train? Yes.
- 12.22 – Buffet car is open. Am told baguettes are a bargain £2. I’ll pass.
- 12.45 – Told that food is available for the millionth time. Every time this happens I can’t hear the podcast I’m listening to. Shame I can’t rage quit a train.
- 12.50 – Phones. Random beeping. Announcements. I remember why I got a car.
- 13.05 – Hungry. Should have got a baguette.
- 13.15 – Trains are fast, but not fast enough to be impressive.
- 13.20 – Coffee and quavers.
- 13.25 – Worst. Coffee. Ever.
- 13.30 – Tunnel!
- 13.35 – Why am I still drinking this coffee? Should of had hot chocolate.
- 13.40 – Looking out of window I misinterpret ‘Polish Market’ and wonder briefly how you base a market around a specific cleaning product.
- 13.42 – No phone reception. In this day and age?
- 13.50 – If my life has a montage, it should be to Spaceman by the killers.
- 13.55 – Pluck PC gamer out of my Resident evil bag while listening to the World of Goo soundtrack. Too much?
- 14.00 – London!
- 14.15 – Wandering around trying to find Charring Cross road.
- 14.20 – Find comic shop. Feel out of my depth inside.
- 15.00 – Walked in an hour long circle. Ask for directions.
- 15.05 – Find place I need to be at later. What took an hour could have taken 5 minutes. It is above a bookshop which doesn’t sell anything interesting.
- 15.06 – Bookshop is above a sex shop…
- 15.07 – How can they justify 3 DVD’s for £50?
- 15.09 – Look up from writing a text message to find I have wandered into the gay section. I hurriedly leave.
- 15.15 – Find a Wetherspoons. Surprisingly quiet.
- 15.20 – Numerous people are wearing Guinness hats. Is it St Patricks day?
- 15.21 – Dreading drunken central London tonight.
- 15.45 – Feel full up after dinner. Wondering how to kill 2 hours.
- 15.46 – Take picture to kill 20 seconds.
- 15.55 – Wander around looking for a game shop.
- 16.00 – Stumble across Chinatown.
- 16.10 – 2 Chinese guys are playing some board game on a podium thing. 1 of them is really aggressive with his pieces. I think he is losing.
- 16.20 – Given a free paper. It’s in English which is a bonus.
- 16.30 – See yet another sex shop. Don’t want to make the same faux pas as earlier so leave it.
- 16.40 – Milling about aimlessly.
- 16.55 – In forbidden planet megastore. Don’t think it’s mega then find a whole new floor.
- 17.20 – Back in Wetherspoons for a rest. Flick through paper from earlier.
- 17.25 – Feeling slightly nervous.
- 17.30 – Decide paper is unsubtle in it’s anti-Chinese government message.
- 17.35 – Try to get iPod to connect to the internet. Fail. Listen to Mitch Hedberg instead.
- 17.45 – Head over to event.
- *passage of time*
- 21.30 – Leaving event.
- 21.45 – At station. Train isn’t for ages. Slightly worn out.
- 23.15 – Train is moving. Someone is sitting next to me this time. I choose to ignore them.
- 23.40 – Person sitting next to me leaves, but replaced by another person. 2 new people are sitting next to me. They look the annoying type. Hope for the best.
- 23.41 – They are drinking.
- 23.41 – Looks like they are aiming for drunkenness.
- 00.30 – Sitting on my own now. The opposite people are drunk.
- 00.55 – Wish they would shut up. Who gets drunk on a train anyway? I am silently annoyed but obviously do nothing about it.
- 01.10 – Feel a bit rubbish. Very grumpy.
- 01.15 – About half hour of journey left…then driving…then lovely bed.
- 01.30 – Wrote a note to whoever clears up trains about drunken people. Hopefully it will make them smile.
- 01.35 – Decide against leaving note.
- 01.40 – Arrive in Derby. Finally.
- 01.43 – Start the drive home. It’s cold.
- 02.15 – Home. Bed.
And that was my quest, though obviously without the bit that everyone’s interested in. More on that tomorrow or something.
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1. Big Eat Quavers FTW.
2. Derby eh? Not a million miles away from me then.
3. I get annoyed that Chinatown isn’t really a town at all, just a street or two with some shops.
4. The list in the spoons photo of this timekeeping diary made me chuckle. Still can’t work out whether they’re glasses or sunglasses on the table.
5. I’ve been sans iPod for a month now since mine was eaten by the puppy…I didn’t cry…
1. Agreed
2. Not really no.
3. It is disappointingly small.
4. I’m surprised you can make out what that is. They’re normal glasses.
5. It’s not my iPod so just having one for a bit was a bonus.
Haha, sounds like you had a blast (slight hint of sarcasm)
lol your a london snob, hating everyone and everything un-familiar.. and i hope the wife doesn’t know you stumbled into a gay sex shop xD
the gay sex is a past time of his.. he never shuts up about it… although supprised he managed to get there with little hassel.. tiss very unline him…