My name's Hilary and I'm a Suduko Addict

I really enjoy Suduko, but its getting to the point where I curl up in bed with one at night, and lunge for my extra big Suduko book first thing in the morning. There is something comforting about those little numbers that can only go in one place and one place only. If it is very early, and I'm feeling foggy, I have to trace up and down the columns and rows with a finger to keep my place, and having the memory span of a goldfish, have to mutter the number to myself all the time. I realised that this would look very strange to a bystander, me poring over a book, making the sign of the cross, while chanting, 'six, six, six'.