So long, farewell. Auf Wiedersehen, adieu. Adieu, adieu, to you and you and… No, not you.
RPS is entering its great winter slumber, in which we nuzzle under the furry folds of Horace for four days and then awake, jaws slack and ready for the great slaughter. The slaughter then continues till we return in the new year, bellies full and ready for another 12 months of videogames. Fear not – there will be things to read while we sleep and feast.