Can it be that it was all so simple then?
I don’t think of myself as being overly sentimental.
Imagine telling them about a screen that only displayed shades of one colour!
It’s only as an adult that you look back and wonder how that was possible.
As a child I didn’t feel cramped at all.
It was just life, and we made things fit.
I had a place, I had my stuff, and I had people to enjoy those things with.
Unlike the Amstrad which had a built-in tape deck, the C64’s plugged in.
How was everything going to fit in a small room I shared with my brother?
Kids definitely didn’t lord over the house back then, did they?
On the plus side, at least it meant we could play pretty much whatever we wanted.
The console survived, thankfully!
Super Mario 64 was something else, though, right.
No one could believe their eyes.
My uncle plays a huge part in my gaming memories as he was at home a lot.
One day we went into town and he put half the money towards buying a PlayStation and Time Crisis.
Incredible scenes - “Don’t trip over that cable, mum!”
It’s amazing how much time you seem to have as a child.
Nothing seems impossible as you aren’t aware of time running out, but nothing lasts forever.
Aged 16 we wanted something altogether brighter and less like the inside of the Red Dwarf.
Ready 2 Rumble Boxing and Hydro Thunder sessions while sat on tins of paint.
Had to be done, but I wouldn’t recommend it.
