18 January, 2006

 

I'm sitting on the train, on my way home, and I just found a copy of The Sun, open at the crossword.
There's a set of cryptic clues and no answers written in yet, so I thought I'd kill some time with it.
I got halfway through the clues without getting a single one when I realised that the answer to "something that fit people can touch, perhaps" was toes.
Looking back over the clues that had previously stumped me, I found they were pretty much all the same, and the difference between the normal and cryptic clues has more to do with how many words they contain than difficulty.
I didn't bother doing any more, but whinging about it on my mobile keypad has stopped me sleeping on the train instead.


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