Among the crowd, some held wreaths adorned with the words "Lest We Forget" while others pinned sprigs of rosemary and rows of medals to their shirts.

Friends said ‘most people will never get in the ring’ as if it was comforting instead of a reminder I’m extremely stupid I’ve spent most of my life being devoured by heart-exploding anxiety. “Doing scary things” has meant stuff like being out after dark and calling someone on the phone. It has never, for one minute, meant fist fighting in front of a crowd of people. But a while ago I decided to try countering the anxiety by doing new stuff. With that in mind, I went to a boxing class. At worst, I figured, I could write a column about being a middle-aged mother in a young man’s world. Anna Spargo-Ryan is the author of A Kind of Magic, The Gulf and The Paper House, and a winner of the Horne prize Continue reading...