Freja enjoying her lunch last week in Great Gran's flat. This evening Ann, Ruth and meself enjoyed a really well faught game of scrabble. At the end there was less than ten points betwee the three of us. Ann is out watering the garden in the dusk, I'm doing a last bit of blogging, and Ruth and the girls are in bed. Been a lovely day. Goodnight all.
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My father once beat me with denizen and then denizens. The first d was on a triple word score and he used up all seven letters. The killer was the s next round which hit the other triple word score. Since then i have been demoralised......
Halcyon. I sympathise and understand. Just once (when someone had carelessly placed a word ending with an s to the edge of the board) I achieved a triple triple using up, of course, all seven of my letters. It scored (from memory) 147 points, or thereabouts - a highlight of my scrabbling career. I have since it done once since then. Oddly enough, I am now being summoned from my cellar to play scrabble.........
Sorry that last sentence should read - I have since then seen it done once more.
Rare and heady moments indeed! It is an axiom of my understanding of reality that somehow, somewhere all things are possible....... but the best stuff usually happens in that far off field where the grass really is greener... but to which there is no direct route.
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