My neighbour leapt up from his chair, holding a newspaper aloft in his left hand and pointing at a circular puzzle at the centre of the page began laughing maniacally. I poked my head over the fence. What’s up? I asked. I solved it, I solved it, he said, doing a little dance. Solved what? I asked. The Focus Word, he replied, pointing again to the puzzle. Bev and I have spent the last two days on it and I just cracked it. Whoo hoo.
I asked him what a Focus Word is. It’s a word puzzle, he said. You’re given nine letters all jumbled and you have to make a word out of them. A single nine letter word.
What were the letters? I asked. indigmennp, he said. Don’t look it up. That’s a rule we have. No cheating. You solve it yourself — or don’t.