No Life

My learner today was inattentive, unable to resist playing a game on his phone, and his excuse - “Angry Birds is mint and if you haven’t played it you’ve never lived” – made me reconsider the last 62 years: attending school for A-levels, university for a degree, and polytechnic to qualify as an accountant; 15 years working in one of the finest town halls in the North of England interacting with some of the wackiest left-wing politicians of the time followed by 20 years keeping a college financially afloat in stormy economic and political waters, with a year of self-employment between; playing at least 8 sports competitively (excluding darts, pool and snooker) and watching some top class events at iconic venues; reading over 1,000 books; walking the Cleveland Way, the Tees Valley Path and Hadrian’s Wall; owning, driving and swearing at 11 cars; owning, living and weeping in 6 houses, and otherwise occupying space in another dozen or so; travelling widely in the UK (to every English county and most Welsh and Scottish) and holidaying in most of Western Europe, and America twice; plus personal highs and lows not to be detailed here - but apparantly it all counts for nought if you’ve never played Angry Birds.