I’ve had my first Sims anxiety dream. The Grim Reaper sort of glided up to Bonnie – this is my Sim couple I was talking about the other day, the ones I was remaking in Body Shop – and obviously it was her time (somehow, it’s not like she was doing anything dangerous..). Malcolm* was sitting at the table eating a toaster pasty; he was in the foreground, Bonnie and the Reaper were in the background. Immediately I realised he had to plead for her life, but it took so long to get him to stop eating and get his arse in gear that the Reaper took Bonnie and I was most put out.