The really fun part is that it's been about a year since the first obviously-evil invitations of Woll Manor. I broke my arm on the 10th August, which I remember because that was the weekend of gigging and juggling at a festival and not a weekend for spending in hospital where I couldn't get access to speedy painkillers or toast without marmalade (yes, they even went out of their way to make toast inedible, just for me).

For the record, the Who Killed Mr. Jig? game will be returning at some point, though I can't promise when, so if this has somehow died or even finished by that point, there will definitely be a game to which you will all be invited.