Immediately , the memory of when I first used a badminton racket flooded back . Playing badminton in the low light after supper is not such a great idea.
A little brown bat flying about looking for its evening meal fell victim to a strong right hand and the working end of the racket. Unfortunately , it didn't make it through the experience . It was tearfully buried beside the CPR section house.
(I can't resist - that game could be called ' Bat-minton ,I suppose.)
That happened about fifty years ago .
The 'alpha' memory doesn't fade readily when it affects you emotionally , good or bad , as this one did with me .
Have you had an 'alpha' memory stimulated in you lately?