Chess

It’s as if January never happened. Suddenly it’s February and my list of projects and challenges is as long as ever. The attempt to make myself a better chess player has collapsed though. It seems what I really need is a human being to play with, across a board, not on the internet. To this end I am reminded, yet again, of how much I miss Borders. The Oxford branch of this wonderful shop would keep a chess set behind the café counter and I would get a game in whenever my friend, David, and I visited. David’s wife referred to Borders as our club.