Around 200 years ago Digit were producing an online game for the WWF (the charity, not the wrestlers,sadly), and I was called upon to animate the multitude of miniature characters and elements involved in the game. I remember this project fondly because I used to get very, very drunk at lunchtimes, back when Digit was just over the road from The Golden Heart. Back then Sandra the landlady had to disconnect the phone to process any card transactions, but she was always calling someone when we were there - so she let us have a slate. A SLATE. In a pub. Amazing.
The project ended rather abruptly, and as far as I know it was never completed. It was all good fun, back in the days when projects were fun and Flash was still a thing, and you could drink at lunch. And no one mentioned words like 'UX' or 'chat bots' or shit like that. Christ, it was the end of the Flash era I guess and the end of making things that felt creative. Now it's animating shitty icons for an app - waiting for some £5 app that can replace me. It's all gone, and it's never coming back. I still blame Steve Jobs and that fucking open letter. Fucks sake Steve.