I'll have some explaining to do come Sunday lunchtime after arriving home to a house in darkness at 2:30 am. So Cruise was in the living room looking accusingly at me as I made my belated entrance.
Usually the excuse would have been that I had partaken of a few sherberts too many and had totally lost track of time. However, on this occasion the reason is somewhat bizarre.
I had been playing chess up at the Orestone Manor Hotel, after last playing in 1965!
Time simply flew by and after scrambling a couple of draws against better players, I returned home trying to think up a better cover story.
'Playing chess until 2:30 in the morning? Come on, pull the other one, it's got bells on!' On second thoughts, I'll say that I had one too many - at least that'll be more believable.
Sunday, August 18, 2013
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