So the next two days where spent largely inside, well inside a house I found myself in the cold expanses of Nord homeland but, what can I say. It was my duty to save the land from the onslaught of dragons and for 35 hours over the next few days I was Zhol'Tain The Dragonborn.

I chose to write about this in my blog for a number of reasons, firstly some of you may want to know what I really spent my time doing and when I read this all back next year I want to remember that once I was a sad young man that did enjoy a good adventure to the land of video games. Also I suffered a realisation that although the sadness of the League ran strong with this one the cards on my wall show that I restive 3 good luck cards. One from Jannet and Norman they never forget a birthday and even though I am sure I never told them I was going, they never miss anything. One from Luke and Steph (accompanied by 50 shades of oh-god-why, Thank you kindly). The last from the team once known as Orange Potato and although I don't want to talk about video games for too long I will say thank you, as sad as it was I kind of miss the general banter and our constant battle to get better, you may find someone to replace me in the team but remember. They will never feed with as much style and rapport as I did.