Just back from trying to lower my Morphy number.
My mark III time machine bought on E-bay for 99p (free listing) worked perfectly.
Arrived at the cafe de la Regence but no sign of Morphy.
Instead this idiot turned up, ordered tea (everyone knows the cafe de la Regence
only served coffee) and challenged me to a game.
The bloke yakked on about electricty, a subject he knew little about and football.
Him being a Millwall supporter he knew even less about that than he did electricity.
Anyway we played a game, I was black and hammered him using an opening
that will not be invented for another 70 odd years.
After the game he ran out the cafe clutching the score sheet and disappeared.
Suddenly Morphy turned up.
"I'm glad you got rid of that fellow. I'm fed up with time travellers coming
back here to lower their Morphy number." he said.
"They are driving me crazy," he added, "I think I'm going to give up the game after a few years."
"You are not a time traveller are you?"
"No." I replied, "I'm...er....The Duke of Brunswick, I'm in town for the Opera."
"Ah good," replied Morphy. "I like the opera also, if I see you there I'll give you
Well that meant me staying till Ocotber. It was not bad because Fat lady turned up.
(a Time Turbo Mk IV. It cost him over £1,000)
I advised him to adopt the name Count Isouard and we have a date at the opera
with Morhy in October. We both knew what moves we had to play.
Me and Fat Lady have a MN of 1.