Some puzzles
“I remember a big rectangular room with no windows.” A man was telling me about his memories of growing up on a farm. Why would a room have no windows? And he remembered another thing – one of the buildings had pictures pinned on the wall that a little boy should not be looking at. “My friends were queueing up to have a look,” he confided. I was at a Craft Fair selling my books and telling (again) of how I was born on the day the war ended. He was born a few years later but had these strange memories of a room with no views and pin-up pictures on a wall. What had been going on? He told me that it was only years later that he realised that his father was farming on land with buildings that had previously been used by soldiers and that the room with no windows had lines on the floor and had been a squash court. The puzzle had been solved. I found myself unravelling a puzzle this week and I nearly came to the wrong conclusion. I had an email from a person I had not hear...