I could only resist so long

My defence is that Milo, bless his wee heart, is not at his most attractive at the moment. Conjunctivitis, a streaming nose (the particularly bright green sort) and a standard kid's reluctance to be cleaned up means that he ain't no oil painting.

Even I'm not that cruel. Well not all the time.

So apparently this arcade had been developed 20 or so years ago. Prime location near the marina, a festival in concrete. Apparently, so the local story goes, gangsters got involved and all that's left is blip bloody nirvana.