Finando

I have.


Totally forgotten.


What I was going to say.


I believe it's called, rather unfairly, a 'senior moment'. Or three. So while I remember, I'm going to ignore the heckling in the cheap seats and waffle. So spot the difference. Or Spot The Ball, as Bear says. 


I'm amazed she remembers spot the ball. A photo was published in a local newspaper once a week of footballers near a goal mouth, minus the football, and you paid a few pence per cross you put on the photo to guess where the ball was. The cross with a ballpoint closest won. My Dad used a fish slice, putting crosses through the holes.


Amazingly, Pops regularly won a whole Ten Pounds. Cash, that is. He was adamant that his technique worked because he firmly believed that's how the newspaper decided...... He used the same technique with 'The Pools' too. If you remember The Pools, welcome to the senior club :)

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Ah, I remember now. Thinking of words such as 'Amazingly'. An author I know offered to proof read an article I had rejected, for free. Free sounded good. Talk about embarrassing. Bloomin' thing came back sweet, concise, and technically, quite wonderful.


It wasn't me. Me is an important part of what I do, whatever I do, and all the quirks, distinctiveness and odd phrsaing. It was kinda ironed out. Sure the result  was tidy, and saleable. But I'm not sure I want to  make a profit at a loss of self.


Money is good, but at what price?