"You see, I too am not left handed."

I'm off to learn to fence.

Dear Diary

Tonight I was taught to stand, and then to walk.
People threw foam balls at me.
I was given a straitjacket to wear.
I was confused about handedness.
But decided to be a lefty.
Except using my right hand.
I learned to lunge.
I had sweat dripping off my nose, but nobody could tell because I was wearing a mask.
I was poked by a sucession of women.
A lot.
And I had a great time.
I think I'm going to like this fencing lark.

Now I'm off to walk my dog and go to bed.