No one was more surprised than me when I won 4-1 at badminton today. Admittedly, for three of the games, J only used backhand shots. This was because Malcolm from the Tuesday club set this for him as homework. This Malcolm-imposed limitation gave me a considerable advantage, one I exploited by placing shots to J's forehand. Long-gone are the days when I held back from using the full panoply of tactics learned over 40 years at the net. At 6'3", J doesn't need any favours from me.
Usually our scores creep up fairly evenly. 1-0, 2-0, 2-1, 2-2, 2-3, etc. When we get into the higher numbers, I add an extra challenge to our game by turning some of our scores into dates. 18-15, for example, is the date of the Battle of Waterloo. Or, as I've recently discovered, the date of publication of the first geological map. 12-15, Magna Carta, is topical in this its 800th anniversary year, as is 14-15, Agincourt. 18-12 is our favourite score: "Overture," we chorus whenever it occurs. "Battle of Borodino," I sometimes add. We are too evenly matched to have scored the Battle of Trafalgar (18-05), but today, thanks to Malcolm, we hit a new range of dates in addition to old favourites. Here are some of them:
10-16 - King Cnut begins his reign
12-04 - Capture of Constantinople by the 4th Crusaders
13-07 - Wm Tell supposedly shoots the apple off his son's head (another chance to shout, "Overture!")
16-19 - First Thanksgiving, Virginia
19-15 - Sinking of the Lusitania
20-12 - 'lympics
I started this blog the day I finally fixed a tap for the first time. The sense of triumph gave me the feeling that I could also master the complexities of setting up a blog. Clearly not, however, as I had intended calling the first post, not the whole blog, I Buy a New Washer. By the time I worked out how to change the blog title, it was too late. I dwell on whatever has caught my attention in the day.
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Sunday, 8 November 2015
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