by Zolton in New Illustration on Wednesday 11 January 2006

Back in the day when BMX’s ruled the streets and rat-tails were still a symbol of underground credibility, I was a trumps obsessive. That’s right. A card playing maniac with a taste for the exotic. Giant sea mammals, cars, unorthodox means of self-expression … you name it, I was a school room expert. But despite my ability to flog hapless opponents with my home made sets, I never quite mastered the one true indicator of playground hierarchy – the Rubik’s Cube. Yup, that tortuous weapon of mass distraction which boggled and perplexed a generation long before the Simpsons burst into our consciousness. I came close on many occasions. But it was always the red that I struggled with. Sigh. Nonetheless, I’ve nailed the damn thing online and let me assure you, revenge is very sweet indeed. [illustration by Greg Simkins]