Opening

Last night was, I suppose, my first official instruction in the ways of chess, or, as I like to call it, a chesson, from Piers. I played a little bit as a child (enough to know how all the pieces move, anyway), and a friend tried to teach me a few years ago (the attempt failed because he wanted to Play Chess not Teach Chess, and I got fed up of him flaunting rules that I didn't even know existed and only explaining them after he'd already beaten me).

So I chose to interpret the fact that I had chessboards in my dream last night as an Omen, and join up. And promptly post saying that I intend to learn, and that I'll probably ramble about The Process and the continuing chessons and probably, when I think of them, some dreadful chess puns.