I’ve learnt much this Xmas. Firstly, using the word “Xmas” winds some people up.
One of my lads gifts this year was the PS4 VR. He’s delighted with it. I however, saw nothing during the periods of hype and the plethora of news reports about the fact it has a great wire dangling from the headset to the processor box.
In the age the wireless, it seems Sony has made a massive nod to the retro.
Christmas TV is as crap as ever and over in the UK, poor souls there have to suffer Harry Potter on rerun – because nobody has seen the films about 100 times before or has all the films on a multitude of media formats.
Rogue One isn’t a bad film and is everything “The Force Awakens” should have been. Dare I say that I found the new Star Wars offering mildly entertaining?
Kids toys are no longer the solid one piece items of the past, you need a degree in engineering to set them up and then treat them like a priceless piece of pottery because they have all the durability of the announce table at a WWE PPV.
Microsoft Edge for me, has no redeemable features what so ever. I tried to get on with it on a new PC Santa brought me, but just like a mince-pie – I found it unpleasant and offensive.
The true meaning of Christmas? For many its a day of religious observance. For me its survive -put up with the relatives, fix up all the gifts with a smile and stay alert.
Don’t expect the idyllic and vomit inducing representations you see on Christmas TV adverts because just like the products they sell, the reality is very different.