"Yes", I replied.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" she asked.
The question threw me. I'd never been asked that before, not about chess. "I never enjoy myself when playing chess", I said.
She gave me a look. "So why do you do it then?"
I laughed, but it's not the worst question ever asked and I've been trying to find an answer ever since. Why do I do it? Satisfaction? Masochism? Obsession? Safety from the Big Bad World and the perils of Actual Real People? Inability to actually enjoy myself? (Did you ever meet a chessplayer who you could genuinely call an extrovert?)
I dunno. Anyway, it's still a shock to be confronted with the idea that chess can actually be enjoyable and so it was with some surprise, when I was idly flicking through the site statistics the other day and seeing how people had come across this site, that I found one visitor who had located us, from Google, using the simple search term:
Pleasure.Pleasure? You're joking, aren't you?