Also another brick in Monty’s poor, aching cranium. Monty delves further into the depths. Or would do, were it not for all the things trying to repeatedly kill him.
Our intrepid talpidae makes his entry to the underground lair. But will my sanity survive?
Can I be beaten by a thirty year old platform game? Not likely! (also featuring moles, miners, squirrels, vivisection, bukkits and more)
Having spent most of last week in Adelaide (or en route to and from Adelaide, as followers of my Twitter stream might have been able to work out), I haven’t updated with…