I've tried to get the New Girl hooked on cryptic crosswords. She is proving most resistant. But she has ensnared me well & truly in the sticky grasp of sudoku. I am a pathetic sudoku addict! Witness Grumpy at every cafe we've sat at over the past couple of months: "Gee, that sudoku is a real conversation killer, isn't it?"
So today New Girl commented on the rules that are printed with each sudoku puzzle in The West Australian. One of the rules includes, to our delight, the following: "...and you can't change the numbers already in squares."
Marvellous! I rank that right up there with printing "This is not a toy" on plastic bags.
2 comments:
Why have you never tried to teach me how to do cryptic crosswords? Is it because you think that I am so smart that I don' need your help, or do you know what a waste of your time it would be?
You can rectify it by teaching me when I come home in June. (Grumpy can babysit bomber t).
As Bloody Ern would have said, "You're so smart my eyes are watering."
June! Yay! See you then.
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