I used to go to Brighton & Hove Chess Club on a Saturday afternoon, to toil away over a board with other lost souls. Together we sheltered from the sunshine in summer but not from the rain in winter – the club’s venue had a leaky roof. The leaky roof didn’t stop me from winning the Eric Cohen Cup but the club president did. Not by beating me at chess, I beat her. Instead she airbrushed me out of this year’s tournament altogether. Officially I never played it!
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