The weather was typically unsettled in May 1994. Midway through my year-six school trip to the Isle of Wight we’d gone on a day trip to Blackgang Chine – a kind of magical theme park of sorts where we were told Queen Mary in 1920 had her hat knocked off by a massive whale’s jaw bone. Anyway, that’s not important. We’d come inside to a cafe area as it had started to rain. In this cafe I have two of my most vivid childhood memories: hot cinnamon flavoured hard round sweets and a Virtua Fighter arcade cabinet. As a young lad who’d essentially learned to read and write largely off the back of Mean Machines SEGA magazine, you can imagine my excitement.
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