Lazerquest!

It was Fred's birthday party last week, so off we went to LAZERQUEST! What a fantastic laugh that was. I've done it once before, when Fred and I last visited my sister Helen in the USA 3 years ago. What with all that sprinting around, I pulled a muscle. So this time, I was kind of glad to hear during the preliminary briefing the words 'No running!' I admit to being shocked at this, and also to thinking 'Oh God! How British!'

But actually it added a sort of finesse to my game. I ducked, I dived, I peered cunningly around corners, I darted barely perceptibly. I shouted, I sweated, I got over-enthusiastic. And when I nipped unknowingly into a dead end and crashed into the 'scenery', it wasn't as sore as it might have been. I certainly had plenty of exercise and fun, even at walking pace.

Possibly, not charging around like a bull at a gate even contributed to my enjoyment. Now there's a thought...