My sister and I always recount a story from when we were little. It was my turn and Polly's turn to guess, and just before we started playing my dad went to get the hand mirror from the bathroom. He put it just next to my shoulder and Polly carried on playing. For some reason, I didn't twig what he was doing, and was bemused by their giggling. Polly could now see my pegs perfectly, and I was very surprised when she got my line-up in one guess! Typical of my cheeky father :-)
Those pegs immediately inspired me when we got it out the other day and I've been waiting for a moment to play. Here's the wip.
This made me chuckle. Sometimes it can be this stressful ;-)
|Life is a Mastermind Game by Bob London.|