I invented risk. The Game of Risk that is. The strategic board game of world conquest began on my kitchen table.
But hold on with the begging letters to share in my vast royalty riches until I explain how it happened.
When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.
Okay okay – I’m exaggerating a little bit. In fact, it’s a barefaced lie – we were well looked after my brother and sisters and I. But the bit about inventing The Game of Risk is true.
I did it by opening out some empty cereal boxes and sellotaping them together. On the blank inside sides I drew up a map of the world, divided into regions. Kamchatka – my favourite – was there of course. Madagascar was a secure deadend niche. Indonesia was the gateway to Australasia.
The soldiers, cannon and cavalry were little cut out cardboard counters rather than factory moulded plastic figurines. But hey, cut me some slack why don’t you. I was only wee.
So – game created – we played it. And this prototype lasted for ages and worked very well.
And my creative inventive reputation was sealed.
Until… Many years later a younger (they’re all younger) sibling happened to spot a factory-produced version of my game. Shock and surprise! That sibling rushed to tell me that a company had ripped off my game.
I can’t quite remember when the penny dropped – if it was immediate or after I confessed to a deception I hadn’t realised I’d ever perpetrated.
Yes. I had made my own Game of Risk. But I’d nicked the idea from an official version I’d seen at a bigger house.
So for many years, I was reputedly the creator of Risk. But now I’m not. It was still a good effort though.
And at least my version had Kamchatka – these days newer version have no geographical use whatsoever – set in space, Star Wars, Middle Earth, Transformerland, etc, etc…. Harrumph!
This has been a (late) post for the Loose Bloggers Consortium on the theme of Risk – as set by Grannymar. You can see what risky behaviour the rest of them have been up to by scrolling down the right hand side of the screen and clicking on their links.
And – on a tangent – back in Belfast and thereabouts – you may have noticed rioting over a change to the rules on flying the Union flag on Belfast City Hall on certain days. I don’t normally get into to all that sort of stuff – but Speccy has been talking sense about it here.