[Confessions of an English Zombie Fancier] Misery Drives A Pick-Up

I've come to an unfortunate realisation, as I return to the grind of the league after my two weeks away. I don't actually enjoy pick-up games. I enjoy getting out of the house and having a nice walk up to Dark Sphere and back, I enjoy talking to some people who I...

[Confessions of an English Zombie Fancier] Words From Wales

"Hey Hark. Come down here for a minute." *wanders down steps to pretty balcony-ish thing overlooking the beach at Portmeirion (no giant golf ball was in evidence)* "I was just wondering, if you're not busy, d'you think you could, at some point in the future, see your...

[Confessions of an English Zombie Fancier] Wipe Away Your Tiers

With week two of the league out of the way (or rather, it will be by the time you read this; I, on the other hand, will be on a barge, drinking heavily with the rest of my vice-ridden colleagues) the time has come to advance to 25 points, which brings with it a...