So woke up this morning with rather a large headache that could only be cured by much coffee. Also there was mass panic about some review which was moaning about dropping frame rates. I finally read it as I thought would irritate the crap out of me and to be honest it was a pretty fair review, there were some inaccuracies, but I really don’t know what all the fuss was about. There seemed to be mass fire fighting going on. God, if we have to jump up and down at every bad review the earth will shake. You will never please all of the people all of the time. I like to try and displease all of the people most of the time, it’s a much more achievable goal. No one reads the bloody reviews anyway, and most people take them with a pinch of salt. God, do you think car manufacturers would stop giving cars to Clarkson (okay, moot point now) if they thought every time he said ‘this is a complete pile of wank’ it made one iota of difference. It’s all about exposure, advertising and joe public. No one gives a shit about reviews. I still have ‘the worst football game ever written’, doesn’t get me down, he did have a point though.

So flying booked for Sunday, we’ll see how that goes. Walked Sasha, chatted to Laverne then went out for a couple of hours. Pizza time.