I won a battle today. It involved a lot of fighting, a side skirmish to deal with a breakaway patch, some criss-crossing of the very wide field of battle, zigging and zagging from the enemy, attacking in straight lines, going forwards then backwards, rearranging my troops (and many didn’t want to be rearranged so coercion was involved), fraying around the edges as some of the troops got away, some pushing, pulling and tugging, but I PREVAILED!!!
Why, yes, I was patching a centre part of a fitted king-size sheet where a hole had emerged. What did you think I was talking about?
Rhonda Bracey: At Random 