Where would we be without them? When I look back to the time when I
was eight, I'm horrified at the sheer narrowness of my range of
talents. No wonder I was morose when not only was I not able to
make a mushroom risotto, I wouldn't even have been able to tell you
what a risotto was (though I was aware of mushrooms, which I knew
came from Croydon).
It's reassuring, then, to discover that ...