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Something happened to me about two weeks ago that had never happened to me before; I was recognised on the street. When I came out of Iceland [the supermarket, not the country], a man approached me and asked if I was Gerard Young and I said to him that I was. He then asked me if I had a story published, I said no but I did have a monologue that I had written and performed locally at the Wexford Arts Centre. He then told me that he was a close friend of my sister and her husband. He also said that they were very proud of me and talk about me often. Well, all I could do at that moment was smile because I like it when people say nice things about me. When I got home, I thought about the interaction and replayed it in my head and I was actually surprised about it. Surprised that my sister's husband was talking about me as well as my sister. I wasn't expecting that. My mother once talked to someone on a train about me and said 'My son's a playwright'. But for some reason...

Sometimes, I am asked the question ‘what is your favourite video game ever?’  and I would always have considered that to be difficult to answer as I have liked every one that I have played, even a few stinkers I enjoyed playing because they had fallen into the ‘so bad they’re good’ category; eventually, I would answer with Super Mario Bros. 3 . But like Homer Simpson thinking about the best day of his life after staying home from church, winning a radio competition and finding a penny, we have a new champion ; Silent Hill 2.   I had played the first instalment on the PlayStation in which a man named Harry Mason tried to rescue his daughter, Cheryl, from an evil and sick cult who were hellbent on raising the ancient gods of Silent Hill. There were two states to place; in one state, everything seemed normal except the town was shrouded in a mysterious fog, completely deserted except for the vicious monsters roaming the streets like skinless dogs, flying creatures and hopping...