Quote Of The Day

"Victory goes to the player who makes the next-to-last mistake - Chessmaster Savielly Grigorievitch Tartakower (1887-1956)"

Sunday, September 26, 1971

First Entry...
I was born ten years ago today. Hello world.

Not a good start: got my bum smacked straight after coming out, then had the cord to my tummy cut and then some bastard tied a filthy great knot in it. Then when I cried they almost smothered me with towels. Bastards. Still, it got a bit better after that. Some strange woman kept hugging me which was nice. I think I'll call her mother. She would keep thrusting a large wobbly pink thing at me though so I don't think I'll develop much of a liking for those as I get older. It did give me some nice sweet warm milk though when I chewed on it so maybe I'll put up with it for a little while longer. There was a man there too with a cigar in his mouth but I don't expect I'll see much more of him again. He left. Oh well, I'm bored of crying now I think I'll take a nap. If only they'd stop grinning and pulling funny faces at me. Morons.

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