Fun and Games

I have a very lively imagination - much like that of a 5 year old. I recently heard on the radio about a woman who used to play a game when she came out of the tube station on her way home. She'd pretend that there were zombies behind her, and she had to get home as quickly as possible before they caught up with her. My kind of game.

Not as crazy as it sounds. I was in Tesco the other day, and with a very small slip of the mind it's not hard to imagine all the shoppers as the living dead. They wander up and down the aisles bumping their trolleys into all and sundry, with no awareness of those around them, wide-eyed and open-mouthed, staring at the shelves presumably looking for a can of personality.

Try it next time you're in a shop full of utter morons - pretend you're the only sane one, and that you have to get out before the zombies realise that there are other people around them. Well, you've got to do something to make it bearable.