I’ve never really stood out at anything. I’m not complaining; I’m actually quite good at most things I try (except pole-vaulting, I really suck at that) but I’ve never noticeably excelled at anything. The other day I was watching my girlfriend apply eyeliner in the back of a taxi; it was amazing; it was the bumpiest ride of my life and she had absolutely no trouble whatsoever. If she’s not the best in the world at applying eyeliner under difficult conditions she would definitely be in the top three. She could do it while jumping on a bouncy castle or sailing rough seas. Maybe I was brilliant at something that I was just overlooking. I’ve always prided myself on opening beer bottles; I can open a beer bottle with keys, pens, even doubled over paper; unfortunately though, I wouldn’t be in the top three. I know someone personally that is better at it than me; Mick can open beer bottles with his teeth – two at a time! He would be right up there in world rankings. Then it hit me – I am the best at sorting my cards into suite and number order according to the game of 500. I amaze even myself at how quickly I can do it. Even if your hand had been dealt in perfect order mine would be sorted first. I guess everyone has their thing, and I was pretty happy that I’d worked mine out. Michael Jordan might be a great basketball player but who’s better at organising their cards? If MJ and I had a showdown where we both got to choose an event we would finish one a piece every time. I just have to hope the decider isn’t pole-vaulting.