There are changes afoot at my work-work. So us old timers are remembering what once-was.

I was talking to one of the 'big' supervisors yesterday. We've known each other for what seems like ever, I was the janny when her kids were at school.

I always have a chess board set up on the counter, at the window, of my office. Anyone can have a game. It's surprising how many want one. She noticed this.

"Neil taught my kids to play chess".

Actually I didn't. I always insisted that they, the kids, taught each other the game. If you can't teach it to others you don't know it properly. I would try to impart some of the subtle things but the basics? That was down to some other kid.

It worked.

It worked in so many ways that I'm surprised that I thought of it. I suspect that, like many things in my life, I just lucked in to the right approach.

Often I despair. I feel like I've wasted my life. That I've been useless and pointless.

But I don't feel that when I'm playing games, and there are are people, on this planet, having fun playing games because they saw me having fun playing games.

Always a board.