My arrival didn’t turn things around and the game played out for one more round, ending as expected. The Sam, Joe and Tanya Team won.
Wednesday, 14 October 2026
Chicken and lentil surprise
My arrival didn’t turn things around and the game played out for one more round, ending as expected. The Sam, Joe and Tanya Team won.
Wednesday, 8 July 2026
The Seven Commandments
There was at one stage nine of us last night at Anja and Steve's house, although the ongoing pipe-based escapades of their particular street meant we were never actually all at the table at the same time. Such is life when, like Steve, you plumb in the moonlight.
But we began as an eight. Whilst Anja was getting Lennon settled, the assembled ranks of gamers placed their wagers on Hot Streak. With the full complement we elected to eschew the drafting and play the 'secret betting' variant, where you simply choose a racer to back based on the cards, and most also go with your hunch on a side-bet. There's a little less control in a game with minimal control already, but it plays nice and rapid.
As is the way with Hot Streak, there is no official winner - the rulebook foretells your future instead - but unofficially this was Pete's game: he ended with $38 ahead of Joe's $28, with the rest of us dismally arrayed between 8 and 15.
We split into two groups with Martin and Joe introducing 2 Win to Louie and Ian whilst the rest of us played the simple-yet-inscrutable dnup.
Saturday, 6 June 2026
Who’s on Third?
In fact the answer was Springfield. Joe had misremembered the name Krusty the Clown as Rusty, hence the confusion. I had a similar experience on my turn. I chose Stan Lee but then couldn’t remember if he was Marvel or DC. I felt fairly sure it wasn’t DC so my clues were Marvel, Origin and Pauper - the third clue based on Stan Lee being screwed over by Marvel.
Friday, 15 May 2026
Winning Streak
As I walked through Bristol, I was enjoying the blue skies and fresh breeze, feeling like summer was finally here. As if to confirm this, Adam H rode past me on his bike, waving at me in a t-shirt and reflective sunglasses looking for all the world like he's headed to the beach. But he wasn’t. He was heading to Sam's house for this week's gaming interlude.
When I arrived I also met Sam, Laura, Ian and Joe, with Pete joining us soon after I sat down. We played Hot Streak - a Magical Athlete type of game with a retractable track that extends from the game box across the table. But while Magical Athlete has a cast of dozens, Hot Streak consists of four runners who have a distinct lack of super powers. As such, it should be easier to predict the winner, right? Runners move according to cards drawn from a deck that everyone has seen, but then has had a card added to it from each player and then, as the race progresses, cards are removed from the deck. This means, whatever information we all had at the start, gets more and more inaccurate.
Joe was assiduous in his preparation for the game, supplying a music soundtrack to enhance the excitement of the game. One of the tunes was “Yakety Sax” which we observed, despite its fame, wasn’t the kind of tune you’d put on to listen to at home.
Ian was the best at predicting the results by quite a margin. Pete, though, in many ways played the perfect game: finishing with exactly the same amount of money that he started with.
In an example of Flavour Text gone mad, each possible result has its own i-ching-style life prediction. I didn’t note them down except that they all seemed quite long except mine which was a single sentence.
After a quick start, I was very slow to get my meeples off the island. Eventually I decided to stop waiting for another raft and swim for safety. Might have worked too, but then the third volcano on the island erupted and the game ended.
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After Andrew left they were still frantically putting fingers in dykes in Rising Tide, so Adam went to the front room and returned with a small selection of games for Ian and I to choose from. One of them was Steam Power, but at 9.45 we both felt - not realising how far away the end of the evening was - that it was a little late to start route-building. Instead, with Laura's encouragement from the sidelines/Holland, we set up Tipperary. All of us were pretty rusty on the rules but it's dead simple. Especially if you're Adam.
In brief, Tipperary is a polyomino game with multiple overlapping ways to score. Finding ways to combine them is where it's at, and whilst myself and Ian sprawled our farms erratically over the table, Adam's homestead was much more rigorous in its structure and discipline.
Whilst he was never in the running for 'largest flock' Adam shrugged off this minor oversight with a bagatelle of other point-scoring shenanigans.
Sam 78
Ian 60
Despite our Dutch dammers insisting the game was nearly over, I suspected that we might have time to squeeze in a quick luck-pusher in Lure, the game of catching fish. But suddenly Rising Tide was over, and despite the fact it took considerably longer than the advertised 45 minutes (Pete and I anticipated an hour, so we were only 50% out) everyone seemed happy - especially as they won. The Netherlands was saved!
Pandemic - Rotterdam
Surprisingly, nobody was making moves to go home, so we split into teams - Ian/Laura/Pete v Joe/Adam/Sam - and played Triangulation.
We got off to a solid start when Adam and Joe figured out Red Bull from drinking/caffeine/races and then intercepted Ian's cocaine/horror/Maine as Stephen King. His 80's cocaine habit was new to us - Ian said that apparently he doesn't remember writing Cujo - but we were off to a flyer.
Adam's first reveal was towel and Pete instantly suggested - correctly - The HItchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Laura revealed Joey and we guessed Friends. But her second clue gave away that it was Australia, and then Joe's wood/Helena/Mars for Tim Burton wrapped up a win for our team. We did Pete's clues anyway and Ian and Laura correctly guessed Subway from High Street/Underpass/foot.
Adam now left for home leaving five of us to finish the night with the traditional So Clover. We opened with a 6 - I was rather pleased with my white lie for elastic/fable - but ran into problems with Pete's clue of Wogan, which seemed to loosely connect with lots of things. Surprisingly the answer was radio/stud, which Pete appeared to be tinged with regret about. Laura's clue of Mr. Y Bear for light/magician was another baffler, prompting thoughts of Yogi Bear and Logie Baird before Laura revealed it was intended as 'mystery bear'. Beyond that, she volunteered no further information, happy to cackle gleefully into her beer. I think we finished with Joe's, which was another 6: spicy for demon/noodle was nice.
It was now shockingly 11.30pm though which for us five clarity bears meant bedtime. A cracking Tuesday night, thanks all!
Friday, 1 May 2026
The Night of Obscure References
I arrived at Sam's only a little late but still late enough for Sam to beat Joe at a game of Aspen and for the two of them to start a game of Cross Clues with Ian, Katy and Martin. I got there just in time to be given the last free card.
Then we split into two. Martin and I were early recruits for President Maker, but seemed to have enormous trouble getting extra candidates as everyone hedged their bets, waiting to see what else was on offer.
In the end, Dewan was the other game, with Ian, Katy and Joe. Sam, Pete, Martin and I chose President Maker, but Sam had to do Explaining duties on Dewan.
As we began the fifth and final area, Sam’s lead was so great that Martin observed his only way of winning was if all his tiles came out, and none of Sam’s. But Sam then drew two of his own and any sense of excitement was done. Except for Sam, who kept getting votes and very nearly broke the scoreboard.
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After Andrew left we had time for a couple more games.
First up was Catan: On The Road, which dumps the original's spatial element whilst keeping the resources, trading, and first-to-x-win condition, which in this case is 7 points. We'd all played before but that didn't stop me getting confused about the harvest phase. Ian briefly flirted with winning, but then Martin stole his big road and I took the biggest army. Then Martin built a metropolis and won. Something like that, anyway. Martin and I have conferred today and found our memories somewhat erratic.
Then it was time for the green plastic. We did very well, rolling 4 sixes straight out the gate in pretty short order. There were some nice clues in there, with Martins tip for waiter/garbage being perhaps the most lateral. We were so pleased, and Martin had so much beer left, that we played again. The second game was so bad nobody took any pictures, but here is the first:














