“Mummy, what’s a group of lemmings called?” “A pact. That’s right, a suicide pact.” “Mummy, when a lemming dies does it go to heaven like all good little girls?” “Don’t be soft. They burn in hell — like distress flares.” (courtesy of the January 1991 issue of The One)   If you had looked at … Continue reading Games on the Mersey, Part 5: The Lemmings Effect