One Click o' the Mouse by FriedFish
Mine was a brutal entry to the building site that was to become The Caff. Picking my way round cement mixers, piles of bricks, joists, girders and scaffolding. Lugging a heavy red suitcase with two big labels. One said DIVORCE, the other GAY AND NOTHING TO BE PROUD OF.
And with an unquestioning black Labrador on a lead.
2009. Life was wretched. The pits.
And that was when I first discovered that if you scrolled down after the puzzle, you found yourself in a self satisfied world of entirely related crossword comments, fyodora's and sparclear's perhaps being the exceptions.
A couple of days reading what I considered to be mostly banalities, I picked up a big lump of clay, (there was plenty to hand,) modelled it into a carefully worded, tersely expressed comment that was to become "my style", and made what I now see as a totally life changing gesture. With one click of the mouse I lobbed it hard into the tranquil pool of crossword debate. But unknowingly, I had committed that greatest of all sins...
...A SPOILER!
Well the spoiler police were havin none of it and were on the case in no time. They'd soon ferreted me out from under the tarpaulins where I'd been sleeping rough and gave me what for. And my ears still burn with shame when I recall how I replied...
But out of it was born the online persona of FriedFish.
And look where it got me.
Do I have any regrets?
What do you think?
And with an unquestioning black Labrador on a lead.
2009. Life was wretched. The pits.
And that was when I first discovered that if you scrolled down after the puzzle, you found yourself in a self satisfied world of entirely related crossword comments, fyodora's and sparclear's perhaps being the exceptions.
A couple of days reading what I considered to be mostly banalities, I picked up a big lump of clay, (there was plenty to hand,) modelled it into a carefully worded, tersely expressed comment that was to become "my style", and made what I now see as a totally life changing gesture. With one click of the mouse I lobbed it hard into the tranquil pool of crossword debate. But unknowingly, I had committed that greatest of all sins...
...A SPOILER!
Well the spoiler police were havin none of it and were on the case in no time. They'd soon ferreted me out from under the tarpaulins where I'd been sleeping rough and gave me what for. And my ears still burn with shame when I recall how I replied...
But out of it was born the online persona of FriedFish.
And look where it got me.
Do I have any regrets?
What do you think?