Take Me Back To The Start
Did you have a nice holiday? Ours was lovely, although I did make the mistake of revealing to my six-year-old nephew that I knew who Spider-Man was and then proved my bona fides with knowledge of his powers, love interest, and villains. As a result, I became tagged for wrestling partner. Add in his two-and-a-half-year-old brother and the irrepressible Ian, and I found myself taking all comers.
Fezzik was right; you do use different moves against groups. Mine was mostly lying on the floor, willing my ribcage not to collapse.
But otherwise, it was a delightful holiday. Now to get ready for Christmas...
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In other news, I've heard lovely things about Singapore. Art, culture, food, lifestyle, plus enlightened attitudes towards little things like public health care. The esteemed Jason Lundberg lives there. All well and good.
But then there's this:
Oh, no no no. I'm going to have to put this down as a black mark on their permanent record.
Reading: Maskerade, by Terry Pratchett.