What We Taught Each Other

Post this one

What's the worst advice I ever gave you? Log it lovingly, for posterity.

Built for distance. Answer it apart, wherever you are, and send it — post it, photograph it, read it down the phone. Then it’s the other one’s move.

Why this question

Date, circumstances, and the tremendous confidence with which I delivered it.

And once you’ve both answered

Post it, so I have time to prepare my defence. Your move.

Answering it honestly

  • Answer it on your own, wherever you are, before you see theirs. Distance is the feature here, not the obstacle.
  • Send the actual answer — post the page, photograph it, read it down the phone. Then it's their move.
  • Resist the urge to soften it in transit. The unedited version is the one worth posting.

And the house rule, whatever the mode: leave a blank rather than write a lie. A blank can be filled later; a lie sits in the archive forever, and you both have to live with the paperwork.

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