Once upon a time there was a young man who, while exploring a dilapidated empty old castle, found a book on wizardry. Curious as to whether the magic within the dusty old book worked, he tried one out. It was the first entry and was entitled, "How to Become a Wizard."
   He set about gathering all the ingredients for the spell. Amongst them he needed to acquire the finest cut of steak he could find, and he had to dig the ground for truffles. He also had to pick the greenest of asparagus, the youngest of mange tout, the sweetest of tomatoes and only the newest of new potatoes. After cooking it all up in a cauldron, it had to be finished off with the silkiest of gravies.
   Realising that this in fact must have been a cookery book and not a book on wizard spells, he happily guzzled the lot!
   A shudder went through him, there was a flash, and to his astonishment he had become a wizard. The dilapidated castle was no longer dilapidated but still being empty he took it as his home.
   His name? Well his name became "Wizard the Wimp." Why? Well, he was so traumatised by his first spell that he never dared try another!