Thanks to all those that made it better than it would have been if it had just been me...

Thanks to a whole heap of people for being enthusiastic, actually enjoying the aborted offspring of my darkest dreams and for pestering me to do more.



Most of all Denise for supporting, encouraging, criticising, making sinister suggestions and pushing me a little bit further...



Steve for always liking what I do and being the best Bruce Willis substitute possible



Kenny and Kenny for food, entertainment, unfailing assistance and carrying stuff all over Derbyshire.



Gav. For the music. Rock on down under :)



More mental than I ever believed Jenny could be, Sass. Wow.



How DO you get an egg in a pork pie ?



BJP, who will be helping make everyone's life miserable in future produtions. Brother.



Paul. For wearing that suit.



The Trev, for not knowing Vodka from Water.



Rowland. Food. Help. Guns. Badgers.



James B. For videos. And more that I will be asking in the future.



Sam. For being better than Helena Bonham Carter and travelling all the way from the Shetlands next year because it won't be as good if you aren't there. This isn't blackmail, but it's on the internet now so it must be true.



Jema. For letting Nick out.



The man who dyed his hair and wore an eye patch all weekend. Nick. Oh. My. God. How keen is he ?!?



Mr the Troll. For years of support. And for being on the recieving end of the darkest plot I've ever had the misfortune to run. Don't ever go to Venice at Carnival time...



Dave C. For appreciating good taste in cars. For embracing lycanthropy. For a bag full of Pimms and 9mm Automatics.

And finally...



Phil, for learning one of the most complex parts written and getting brutally slaughtered before he even got to say a word. Which perfectly sums up the passion and dedication that this game seems to have inspired.

Thank you one and all.

It is far from over.

Martin

30/05/06