David Robbins: Going backwards is never really the way forward . . .
The evening was drawing in. The rain was rattling the windows and a tree outside in the garden was bent before the wind. We were huddled together in front of the fire in a scene familiar to anyone who has spent their summer holidays in the west of Ireland.
My wife suggested a game of Trivial Pursuit to take our minds off the weather. My daughter leapt into action, rolling the dice, moving the counters and delighting in letting me know that my answers were wrong.
Even the dog seemed to be up for my wife-and-daughter team, wagging her tail whenever they got a question right. It was one of those warm, family moments when everyone seemed happy.