IT WAS GOOD WHILE IT LASTED

SOME YEARS BACK, WHEN we still had to look up the meaning of “pandemic” in the dictionary and the idea that we would one day all wear masks while passing the time of day would have been considered absurd, a young fellow decided he did not like me any more. From memory, the problem was that while I had published a story of his in Road Rider (a respectable magazine at the time) I had not published a story by his girlfriend. I stand ready to be corrected, but that’s how I remember it.

Said young bloke published a resounding criticism of my work in , but unfortunately (for him) he discovered that a lot of other Netriders liked my stuff, and were not hesitant about telling him so. The whole thing added up to a pleasant justification of my work.