As the rain and wind whipped Good Old Blighty for a full fortnight, we all curled up and took to our books and games - all real none virtual.
I can’t, and most likely never will, get used to the idea of cuddling up to a glowing plastic box which surreptitiously emits all sorts of waves, sound, infrared, electromagnetic, whatever. It just doesn’t to it for me.
As for games - I still like to play them by moving actual pieces across a board or by picking up a hand of cards that have seen many merry rounds.
Call me odd, but I like to play games with people who are actually in the room with me, joking, cajoling and yacking. I like to watch their concentration as they strategise, and I enjoy to wink at them as they hesitantly make their next move. I appreciate them patting my shoulder and giving me a solid hug as, once again, I go under and lose miserably and I do not mind shaking hands with winners.
Sharing the joy and showing compassion are great ways to bond.
