Hi all, Ivan here.
I had a message from Pablo recently where Pablo said: “Hi Ivan how have you been?”
This is my reply to Pablo, made public to update everyone at once.
Unlike Tim, I don’t think it interests everyone to have a photo
of every beer I drink posted on facebook. But I might make an
exception today and post a picture of my recent pint of Guiness. I am becoming an expert in Guiness. Ask me if you want to know how a black beer can have a white head on it, or how
the bubbles in a pint of Guiness can sink.
A lot has been happening recently that I have kept fairly quite about.
One of the things is my little girl Sophie is currently in the hands of social
services. Another is my ex-girlfriend wants us to sell our house and
I don’t have the money to buy out her share.
As a result, I have a habit of saying I am free to play in a chess match for Denton
in a week or two, which is true. And then come the day of the match, I forget.
Maybe I am getting old and demented. I rather hope its more a case of
having my mind on other things: possible legal cases in France from Christine
and the aftermath of one over here. The judge ordered that I be DNA tested.
(No, that’s not DNA as in National Dyslexic’s Association!)
I am supposedly not allowed to tell you the results as I could end up
in prison, but I can tell you that it’s quite sexy having a dishy young
lady lean across your lap in her car after putting on her tight
sky blue latex gloves and putting them in your mouth.
Well, it’s sexy afterwards actually, when you remember her and think about it.
At the time I didn’t have the presence of mind to ask her if she’d prefer
a pint to another half hour in the Stockport road works traffic jam.
Knowing my luck, I probably saved myself from the disappointment of
knowing she prefers the traffic jam.
To get my little girl back from social services I need to show that I
am a fit father. That means lots of things … a tidy house, that I am not
a child beater, etc.
I am very fortunate that I have a friend Amal, who came around
and helped me tidy the house. I am sure Merlin will not mention
the clout on the ear I gave him when the National Society for the Prevention
of Cruely to Children (NSPCC) came up to us in Manchester with their
collection tin. So I have my fingers crossed getting my little one back.
We are coming up to Halloween. I might dig out my chess program again.
On Halloween last year, I set it up to play the Halloween Gambit, if possible.
Of course it takes two to Tango, and most opponents played different openings.
Only two people allowed my program to play the Halloween Gambit.
I was delighted that they both lost. I hope I can repeat that again this year.
What else is new?
Fixtures. I went to the fixtures meeting for the Stockport
League and arranged matches for Denton Chess Club. They are on the blog,
but I need to mix them with the Manchester League Fixtures and present
them in a way that makes them simple to view. I am feeling tired and lazy though.
I have a bit of a crush on a supermarket checkout girl.
She’s the prettiest there, or at least that’s my opinion,
but if she wasn’t so pleasant, I’d go to another till to avoid waiting.
But she’s such an angel that I feel something is missing if she’s off sick
and I get served by someone else.
And how’s my chess? Slowly getting better I hope.
I am going to set myself a challenge. To play a game online tonight,
win against a higher rated player, and then post the game, with (hopefully)
something clever in it, even if its full of mistakes.
And … almost forgot to mention it. I act as the walk leader at times
on Saturdays for “Walking for Health”, leading walkers from the Droylsden
Leisure Centre (depart 10:30 Saturdays), walking to the cafe at Daisy Nook
(arriving about 12:00 or 12:15, and after a coffee there, returning
back along the disused canal. Anyone is welcome to come and join in.