I’ve got a fairly random buffet of talents: I can cross-examine war criminals, dance a fabulous cha-cha, and make a packet of Monster Munch disappear in less than 10 seconds (one day I’ll do all three at once). I can speak decent French and Russian, conduct a medium-sized orchestra and know who won every Olympic figure skating event since the Seventies.
But that random grab-bag of skills doesn’t give you the whole story.
