Yesterday I glanced out of the bus window only to witness a ‘one in a million’ rare event. I saw a plane being attacked by a Pterodactyl! It was fantastic. There I was sitting, half asleep, on my uncomfortable NHS bus seat when I had the joy of witnessing this beyond reality spectacle. I craned my neck to see better as the prehistoric animal ravaged the plane for the human goo inside. It cheered me right up and I spent the rest of the day whistling and smiling.

Well, ok, so the plane was a real plane, and I was on a bus, and I was tired, and it did brighten up my day, but the Pterodactyl bit may be a slight fabrication…. What I really saw was a seagull, that was pretty close to me, fly past a plane that was very far in the distance. My mind began to drift and like magic my sleep deprivation induced state whipped me out of reality and into the wonder land of hallucination.

It got me thinking about how much I used to love dinosaurs. They really were great back when I was young. I had one solitary plastic stegosaurus and my cousin, well he had a whole window-sill full of the beasts, he was indeed very cool! So why did I love them then, and yet have shunned them now. Well I certainly didn’t mean to let my nerdy side slip, maybe with all the science and gaming a love of dinosaurs would just make me too inaccessible to the rest of human kind.

Well I don’t care anymore, I have refound the need for palaeontology in my life and I plan to indulge that by dressing up as a giant ape and massacring T-rexs through a series of unbelievably cool death moves. Well either that or I’m just going to get myself a copy of Peter Jackson’s King Kong and indulge my gory fantasies that way. I can’t wait to tear some more raptors’ throats out with my teeth. It’s looking nice and if you’re a dino freak like me its good to see another game that places you right in the midst of them.