Teresa and I love a game of Scrabble. We haven’t found the time to play in ages.
Today she was off work for a medical check-up, and I’ve stopped teaching at my Thursday school, on account of it being too far away – Bishops Stortford – to remain viable.
So we got out the Scrabble. And here’s how the board looked at end of play.
One thing I enjoy about our games is that, unlike the old-timers who once thrashed us at Scrabble Club we made the mistake of venturing into, we aren’t hell-bent on winning via as many two-letter combinations as are humanly possible. Certainly for me it’s a game that’s just about the fun of thinking of words.