I was a tiny nipper when I first sat hypnotised by the lanky form of Mowgli. I’d been sitting in front of the Mega Drive Jungle Book game, one that my Dad had rented out from Blockbuster for me (and what an odd concept renting out games is these days). I was absolutely engrossed and completely incompetent, failing in every conceivable way to make progress across the simulated jungle. It’s a memory I look back on with a faint feeling of satisfaction when, with the benefit of hindsight, I can see the fire kindle in my younger eyes, engaging in a hobby that would envelop my spare time for years to come.

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