Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Dune brings out the best in people.

I'm off to Scotland tomorrow, to walk the West Highland Way followed by the Great Glen Way. Yes that's 170 miles of rugged country from Glasgow to Inverness. And in case I don't come back, in case we freeze to death on Rannock Moor or fall off Ben Nevis or get eaten to death by midges, I want you to remember me for this: I won Dune as the Bene Gesserit. Possibly my finest gaming moment ever. I put my son Phil down for a Harkonnen win on turn 5, manipulated him into an alliance (yes manipulated my own son, callously playing him like I was some Cold War spy handler) and stole our joint win for myself.

The look on Phil's face. Betrayal. Confusion. Sorrow.

Priceless.

1 comment:

Iain Cheyne said...

What? No link to my writeup?

I have to admit, it was very funny.