As the son of a deceased blacksmith from Quainthamlet, a small settlement near Townsburg, I have taken my amateur hand-crafted sword and am on the way to Camenot to find my destiny; most likely reaching my limits many times and overcoming them (just) with the help of my trusty companions and the burning hope and power of friendship that lies within me.

Or I’ll just die, because my sword is crap and I’m a noob.

Props to the pallet collar raised beds, industrial agriculture!

I hope you can find yourself a healthy relationship one of these days pal.

I don’t. I don’t at home either. I’m sure it’s terrible practice and I’m courting disaster but just standing them there on the shelves honestly does the trick. They’re quite forgiving with the view angle it seems.

My parents asked me to bring the VR kit like I did last year. It’s an old HTC Vive I lucked into for cheap from a friend who didn’t have space to really use it once he’d moved. I run things through SteamVR.

Had to bring the whole desktop but it was worth while - my brother and mum get a kick out of Beatsaber, my dad and cousin were all about The Lab’s archery game, Longbow. Nothing else was played on it, but those two are enough. Kinda like a little side-room arcade.

Of course you can’t really play with each other, not with my one headset and PC but someone playing draws a small crowd so it’s entertaining for all.

I wouldn’t really recommend anyone to get VR at this point unless they’re super into that kinda thing as the ecosystem of games is pretty weak for the price and setup, and it doesn’t seem to be developing very fast.

However, it was a real joy to have at Christmas. Even my very aged grandpa shot a few arrows and had a marvel at it.

Otherwise, I’ll always play a game or two of FIFA on the Xbox with my brother for old times sake!