I also spent many hours as a spectator in the early years watching my brother play games - something I’m sure fellow younger siblings can sympathise with – but it was how we often connected and spent time together growing up.

I can still remember spending several evenings before dinner, taking turns to see how far we could get through Pinocchio’s unforgiving levels on the original Game Boy (there was no save system, but this just added to the pure ridiculous challenge) and the days spent battling our way through Ratchet & Clank Gladiator’s (known as Deadlocked in North America) epic campaign in co-op. Gaming went hand in hand with spending time with my older (and only) brother, and we both gravitated towards games from an early age. Growing Up Playing Games TogetherPlaying games was an important part of my life growing up, particularly as I lived in a country town where there was a limited number of ways to entertain yourself after school and on the long, empty weekends. As I headed to bed I was already looking forward to our next night of adventures in Dying Light it had become one of my favourite times of the week and the best way to connect with my brother in the years since we’d both moved away from home.

We turned in the quest, said our usual reluctant goodbyes and logged off. Unfortunately it was late my brother had work the next day and I had classes to attend in the morning.

Dying light coop part 1