At the moment I’m reading a book called Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell. I wouldn’t normally choose to read this but, as an occasional member of a book club, I feel duty bound to make the effort to at least dip into the book before I tuck into the wine at our monthly meetings.
This book is about successful people and, after only one chapter, I’ve learned that, statistically, in Canada boys born in the first three months of the year are more likely to succeed as professional ice hockey players.
You’d think my husband, a Canadian statistician who plays ice hockey, would be interested in this fact. But apparently midnight the night before I’m due to lucidly discuss the book is not the best time to wake him for his professional opinion.