A day that had seemed a long time coming was finally here. To say I was excited didn’t even come close to describing how I was feeling. Practising for four hours a day to the exclusion of family or social life. My well-thumbed dictionary pages were looking more dog-eared than a basset hound. Today I would be travelling by train to the famous Empire arena to enter and hopefully win the all England scrabble championship, better known as, “Lexicon,” my passport to fame.