I never normally cross-pollinate content from The Full Lid to here but this is just too good. A goose has decided that the reception hall at York train station is the perfect place to make a nest and LNER, bless them, have absolutely leaned into it with #goosecam. Cute? Certainly. Something Good? Absolutely. Thanks to …
Meet Dorian. I know both Dorian and his civilian identity very well and can tell you that this will be TREMENDOUSLY good fun. Here’s DD himself with more: Hello there. My name is Dorian Deathly, and I work as a tour guide and educator in the city of York – the most haunted city in …
Something Good: Dorian Deathly’s Deathly Dark Tours This Sunday
The schedule for FantasyCon 2014 is up and I’m very excited about the stuff I’m doing. Let’s take a look shall we? Yes let’s!
NOTE: Actual job does not involve exchanging phaser fire with angry 1960s trashcan/antenna hybrids. Also, being a white dude in whatever time period you call home, is not a requirement. SERIOUS NOTE: This post will be changed and modified as more details become available. Convention Season for the year is almost upon us. This year …
It’s entirely possible to spend four days here and not step outside. Not because you’re busy gaming, although God knows enough people are, but because Indianapolis is a town that’s looking to the stars. Or at least, to the second storey. The Convention Center, itself basically the size of every town I grew up in …
Let’s talk about fear for a moment. There was a time when fear grabbed my jacket before I’d even left the house. My pulse would rise, the bottom of my stomach would fall and I’d walk to Judo with a sick feeling. I was the fat kid. No, not even the fat kid, I …
It sounds faintly ridiculous to say that Judo is a polite sport but it is. There’s none of the overt brutality of boxing, none of the flashy savagery of Thai Boxing where one of the most effective ways to win is to kick your opponent in the same leg over and over in quick succession …
I’m scared of the big mat. There’s a good reason for this, and one we need to talk about. My Judo club is laid out on a balcony in the Railway Institute. There’s a sprung floor, two mats wide, some gym gear and an endearing and very small kitchen. Oh and a rack of …
From time to time, Judo gets a bad rap. It doesn’t have the flashy strikes of Karate or Taekwondo, lacks the apparent chaos of mixed martial arts and has been eclipsed in grappling and wrestling circles by it’s own children, the Judo-derived martial arts of Brazilian Jujitsu and Sambo. Judo’s like the Beatles, one of …
The Judo Diaries: The Courtesy of Choking Someone Unconscious
I do have music but rhythm? Not so much. Honestly, that’s the first time I’ve even spelt the word right first time. Don’t get me wrong, part of Operation Batman remains learning how to ballroom and/or swng dance, but right now I’m an elephant footed lummox. Not in a bad way. I happen to be …