Deep down, I suspect, and probably accept, that this blog is the latest manifestation of my own particular and personal version of Obsessive Compulsive Tendency.
I prefer to see it more along the lines of ‘if a job is worth doing, it is worth doing well’. However, I know that when I get involved in anything, I really get involved.
Munster Rugby; bridge; student politics; at school maths and even writing programme for poker and Noughts-and-Crosses; and even before that, jigsaws, would all have received the total immersion treatment from yours truly.
I remember being off sick from primary school – my guess would be about fourth class. I started trying to complete
solitaire.
If you have tried, you know it is time consuming to put the pieces back into the grid when you need to begin over after failing yet again.
Descriptions may vary from determined to stubborn – any very many in between. All probably applied to me. It took much time and many attempts but the objective was achieved.
Even four or five years later, I could remember the exact order of moves to finish with one piece in the centre – but not now.
I took the photograph in June in the Ewe Experience outside Glengarriff. Since then, it has come in and out of my thoughts.
I did wonder whether the stubborn nature or determination would re-appear to find the solution again to solitaire but I have escaped – so far.
I prefer to see it more along the lines of ‘if a job is worth doing, it is worth doing well’. However, I know that when I get involved in anything, I really get involved.
Munster Rugby; bridge; student politics; at school maths and even writing programme for poker and Noughts-and-Crosses; and even before that, jigsaws, would all have received the total immersion treatment from yours truly.
I remember being off sick from primary school – my guess would be about fourth class. I started trying to complete
solitaire.
If you have tried, you know it is time consuming to put the pieces back into the grid when you need to begin over after failing yet again.
Descriptions may vary from determined to stubborn – any very many in between. All probably applied to me. It took much time and many attempts but the objective was achieved.
Even four or five years later, I could remember the exact order of moves to finish with one piece in the centre – but not now.
I took the photograph in June in the Ewe Experience outside Glengarriff. Since then, it has come in and out of my thoughts.
I did wonder whether the stubborn nature or determination would re-appear to find the solution again to solitaire but I have escaped – so far.
