Absolute Shambles

Christmas this year can be deemed a success. Mum and I expertly handled the preparation of Christmas dinner, and the Goscomb clan were all pleased with their haul of gifts. Yet once Christmas dinner was consumed and the eyelids began to droop, then came the most stressful part of Christmas... what to watch on TV. This year, a massive risk was taken, as I prepared myself to watch the Christmas episode of Doctor Who . So long, strange Scottish man I cast my mind back to when I walked into the sitting room and found Mummy dearest settling down to watch the rebooted first series of Doctor Who . I was intrigued, and soon found myself immersed in the adventures of this time travelling alien and his pretty blonde sidekick. Christopher Eccleston was awesome, but David Tennant arrived on the scene and one of my strongest man crushes exploded into life. OMG then it was Matt Smith and I just couldn't since he was great, even though no one gave him a chance after David totally rocked the

WARNING: THERE ARE MULTIPLE SPOILERS AHEAD. DON'T BE ALL STROPPY IF THE FILM IS RUINED FOR YOU For the nerdy side of Ben, Christmas has brought forth numerous new trilogies that have kept me occupied and brought me to a haven away from the strains of modern life. The Hobbit  trilogy, although largely underwhelming and drawn out to the very extremities of the phrase, entertained me and allowed me to return to the wonder of seeing Middle Earth in all of its glory. Give me the  Lord of the Rings trilogy   any day of the week, but I tip my hat to Martin Freeman and his hobbit adventures. Star Wars also returned to our lives in an attempt to remind people that the prequel trilogy would not be the last hurrah of the franchise. With two separate trilogies running side by side with one another (one continuing the plot, the other filling in the gaps between prequel/original), we are truly blessed to be living in a time where we have a Star Wars  film at Christmas for six years in a row.

Temperatures are plummeting at rapid speed. The streets of Britain are packed with panicked shoppers, driven by a desire to secure those sought after items. Wrapping paper has begun to appear all over the place, and family members talk in secret about whether or not they have bought Dad the same cerise jumper. Christmas is on the horizon. My excitement for Christmas has been mounting since mid-November, as I dug up the Christmas playlist on my Spotify account and immersed myself in the beautiful tones of Michael Buble, Wham and of course Elton John. Judge me all you want, but I stand by my decision to listen to these particular artists, singing their festive themed songs, a good month before Christmas Day arrives. Why hello there Michael For the second year in a row, I have sorted out all presents and wrapping in excellent time. Each present has been bought after much thought, assisted by clearance sales and the glorious day that is Black Friday. I know it's an American thi

I have now totally convinced myself that there is a dart board in the Oval Office of the White House, whereby each section is a different group of people. At the start of every week, Donald lines up a shot and sees what kind of shenanigans he will get into this time around. In the next thrilling installment, the dart has landed in 'anyone who is sensitive to the Arab-Israeli conflict'. He rubs his hands excitedly, and hatches a plan. Blending in In what can only be described as a 'ballsy' move, the Commander-in-Chief has declared Jerusalem to be the capital of Israel, rather than Tel-Aviv. This makes the United States the first nation to do this, as everyone else is sensible and doesn't want to cause any strife by declaring Jerusalem the capital of Israel. It's a very sensitive issue, and is certainly not one that can be solved easily. The US and Israel have usually seen eye to eye; there was an iffy period during the Suez Crisis in 1956 when the US had

As I continue my temporary imprisonment in my home, it was time to do some tactical purchases. Thankfully, Christmas is fast approaching so we are now entering a period of big title releases as companies rub their hands in delight over the thought of some big profits. Not going to deny it, it's a wonderful time to be alive. Bethesda  decided it was time to jump back on the Wolfenstein  train and release another installment of their long running series with The New Colossus . Screams of delight pierced the air as I saw the announcement, release trailer and finally game play footage. Look, I'm a very lonely guy; there's not much else to be excited about really. A personal hero If you're unfamiliar with the series, here's a quick run down. It's the 1960s and the Nazis won the Second World War. Things suck, so William 'B.J.' Blazkowicz (emerging from a 14 year coma) continues his Nazi killing ways and does it in a brutal and efficient way. The New Co