Friday, 26 January 2007

Space ... centipede?

My most vivid summer holiday memory is of me at the age of 12, standing in a quiet corridor in the Holiday Inn in Outdshoorn, blasting away at a giant space centipede to the accompaniment of eager yells from my three-years-younger sister and two other kids we'd picked up at the pool. I don't remember the name of the game, but I know I'd filled the five top spots, knocking the cute 13-year-old down to a paltry sixth.


It's no bloody wonder I'm a wannabe geek.

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