Farewell dear old friend you shall be missed, yet you have not departed this world you have been a shadow of yourself for a while.

You were born unto this world with so much promise, but from the outset it would seem that this world was not enamoured with your good looks, you were ambitious and it seemed that at every turn that ambition would not, and could not be rewarded.

You always did have a thirst for power, but that thirst was partly your undoing also. Spinning, whirling, twirling you were probably much more suited to be a dreamer rather than what you wanted to be. Then you reassessed, downsized, trimmed down, there were several times where we watched you whittle away, sometimes for the good, ultimately you went too far. Everyone had made their decision yours was not the way forward, at least not yet.

You loved the movies. Unfortunately your friends never shared your love, in the end you could not even get to see them any longer, sure you streamlined your life but you forgot what made you so unique.

You were cut down by pirates in your prime, a shame as they were not that aggressive merely talking advantage of your more than good nature. Your parents tried to support you and they supported you well, even if it felt like they were only giving you what your bigger brothers did not want. Unfortunately you found that when you needed it most support from outside parties was lacking, these were the same people that told your bigger brothers that they were true friends and always would be. It appears that your unbeknownst association with pirates was something they could not forgive.

Unfortunately you always came up against an opposition that was every bit your inferior but they had cunning and were wiley they had been in your game for years prior they knew how to be ruthless, and most of all everyone would support them through thick and thin. Above all that they gave everyone what they wanted, and even to the end you still failed to realise that.

The time in the presence of those few that loved you is drawing to a close, already someone is lining to take your place, sure they may be nameless, and promising us so much, but never fear we will remember you, for better or for worse.

Farewell, PSP, you shall be missed.