It seems like the first quiz blog in ages, so if you are not interested, don't even bother clicking further. It was a great night out - there was a full squad tonight, with ringers like Chris and Nat we were destined to win our first ever quiz weren't we??
Well, we had a good fun night anyway! After a surprisingly successful first 3 rounds we gambled with the joker on the fourth round, which turned out to be our worst round. Despite this, we managed to scrape ourselves into the money, winning a bumper £5 for coming joint fourth! It wasn't too bad considering there was 16 teams entered.
Everyone in the team made a great contribution tonight, and instead of listing the highlights, I have provided a slide show - maybe you can figure it out?
A teaser that is not in pictures - which is the third largest city in Scotland? (answer below pics)
It's Aberdeen......not Dundee
I think it's almost two weeks since I last posted, and I would like to say I have loads of things happen to me and loads of exciting things to blog with loads of fantastic pictures. As you will see, I haven't.
It has meant 2 quiz nights have gone by though, and for the first time in 6 months we managed to squeeze into the top 2! Yes, you guessed it, we came second. We did beat Yasser and The Marrowfats on that occasion though which is a triumph in itself. Add the £15 prize to the spot prize we won and we managed to stick £20 in the pot that night. Good work. Monday gone was not quite as successful though - despite only dropping 5 points the whole night we were still nowhere near the money. Somes ya win and somes ya lose. One of the highlights of the quiz was the carefully prepared snowball Paul celebrated his birthday with - and there's not many pubs where you can get the wallpaper to be a perfect match for the colour of your drink!
This morning we took Joe and Isaac to the farm. We all had a great time despite the cold weather. Last time we were there it seemed like there was an unwritten rule that the kids didn't like any animals that were bigger than them, this time they were slightly better and at least walked, or maybe scurried, past the cows/pigs/donkeys. Everything was made better when we got to the soft play, with the lads ruling the roost as always. A great photo below shows Joe posing with his fruit pastilles seconds before turning round, seeing the goose coming, and legging it!
I've only just got in from the latest horror that is Hartlepool playing football. You can't always blame the ref, but this one was terrible, a total game spoiler. Yes, we lost (again), and I think it is safe to say now that we will not be playing in this league again for a few years.
I (and it seemed like everybody else!) was struck down with a bug midweek but I still managed, with the help of Sarah Dale, to get a piece in the Gazette for the Charity Chuckle. If you want to see it it's here. If you still haven't got your tickets yet, why not?! There's well over 100 sold, and when they've gone they've gone! You can get them here.
As it's Easter weekend I am hoping to rack up some walking time, hopefully a couple of days, but certainly one! Due to the bad weather it will be a nearby leg of the walk, we are even contemplating the big 24 mile leg (Richmond to Osmotherley) on Monday, we will have to wait and see....but first of all, a night in Manfield!
After a money back return from the casino on Saturday night, Sunday brought about the christening of Isabella, aka Muddy's daughter. It was St Francis Church, Acklam for the service, then back to the old Nash club for refreshments, and plenty of refreshments were had! It was a brilliant day out - everybody seemed to be having fun, and at closing time (6ish) we headed to the Roundel for tea and then ended up back at the club with the gang. The only problem was the fact I had a very busy day at work on Monday. Hmm. As if Mondays aren't bad enough to get up for at the best of times, I managed to drag my carcass out of bed and into work (thanks Chris for the lift). Once I was there the mountain of work took away any feelings I had, and I got done what I needed and decided as a reward for my hard work to take the Tuesday off.
Monday night brought about the quiz night again, and again we were down to just three. Buoyed on by the amount of social interaction we were getting, we managed to acheive the (almost) impossible and finish a very respectable 4th, as well as capturing a £5 spot prize. The highlight answer of the night from my hazy memory was dad pulling out of the bag who Conrad Murray is. Answer at the bottom of the blog.
Tuesday was a catch up day of rest before we went out to the Hartlepool match. Due to the terrible weather in January, a lot of matches were rearranged for Tuesday nights so there are plenty of matches to go to in March. It was, in the eyes of most, a must win match against a Colchester side who were only 8 points above us, a great chance to close the gap. Despite them having a man sent off in the first half and us absolutely battering their goal, it ended up 0-0. Certainly 2 points dropped instead of 1 gained, but nobody knows yet how costly that might be.
We discovered on Thursday that there was a potential Anglo - Saxon metal hoard at the bottom of our garden. OK, it turned out to be just a manhole we didn't realise we had, but it was a good job it was unearthed as it turned out some little bugger in the area had been pouring gallons of cooking fat down the drain and the locals were having problems. That wasn't the only excitement for the day as our new bedroom furniture had arrived. After recently spending 3 hours fixing a bookcase together, I was fully DIY'd up enough to get a 2 door wardrobe rigged up in 2 hours, and that was including breaks to see Spurs demolish Inter Milan. I never got round to the 3 door wardrobe, or the chest of drawers, or the bedside cabinet so they will be waiting over the weekend for me *sigh*.
All of which brings me back up to date. Still, not a mention of walking in sight, I know. I have been tremendously busy at work lately with deadlines which have left me tired, but now they are out of the way I hope to pick up my training in earnest. What is terrifying is the countdown widget I have put on my blog sidebar. It tells me there are only 73 days until I start the walk. On Monday I intend to put my intensive head on and 'get on it'.
Finally I want to give a big shout to Mike, from Hull, who made a massive donation of £100 to my Just Giving site for a signed Hull City shirt, and thanks to Chris for making it happen. That takes the fundraising well over the £500 mark. I will be putting a blog up soon on the various ways you can donate, so make sure you don't miss that!
Oh and finally, finally, I feel I should mention the passing of one of Granda's heroes yesterday, jazz trumpeter Kenny Ball. He had seen him a number of times and even had a photograph of him on his living room wall. If it wasn't Louis Armstrong playing at Grandas it would be Kenny Ball, with my favourite being the track where he sings a number of naughty limericks. There once was a woman called Joan..........
Ahhhh, Kenny Ball RIP.
And for those of you who were wondering, Conrad Murray was the doctor to Michael Jackson at the time of his death. Well done Collo.
Going into the quiz on Monday I was quietly confident we were going to win something, who knows, maybe even two things...it was a cold wintry night but an amazingly busy turnout in the pub - 11 teams in total, and a crowd of people invading our space, how dare they sit near us? We started with the usual banter - where's your mate (Paul), is he walking? Blah, blah, blah. It was a slow start quiz-wise, with a 7 pointer and an 8 pointer, although we did pick up a fiver on the spot prize with the closest to the year for the formation of the FBI, while still being 13 years out! Scores picked up and we, for the second week running, had a late surge only dropping 1 point in each of the last three rounds. This took us to joint third place and put another fiver in the pot - a successful night again! One day we will catch Yasser & The Marrowfats, The Whackers, E=MC2, Grey Matter, et al. Here's a couple of teasers we got correct followed by a couple never - answers at the bottom of the blog!
How did Wyatt Earp die?
What, in Spain, is El Gordo?
What is Tonto's horse called?
The Rovers Return is on the junction of Coronation Street and which other?
Thou shalt not kill is which number commandments?
Tuesday brought around the first home match for Hartlepool since New Year's Day. It was a cold, cold night and only 2,500 people turned up. Apart from about 5 minutes after the break when we managed to nick a goal, we were totally outplayed and outclassed - we may as well have had 11 snowmen playing. It's going to be a long second half of the season and they are probably looking at the worst points total of any team in any league, ever. But, that's football!
Quiz answers you were after were as follows:
The National Lottery
Oh and in answer to the blog title - "The streets are paved with dogsh*t", at least that's my experience from walking to work all month. Apologies for signing out on that but it's a constant bug bear, especially with me now being an avid walker.
Quiz night is over and with only 3 team members this week we somehow acheived the impossible - we won something! It was the worst possible start to the quiz having only scored 7 in each of the first two rounds, and you ain't ever gonna win anything in the Falcon with 14 out of 20 from first two rounds. Just as we contemplated sloping out of the side door with embarrassment came a break through. With a combination of some great answers and possibly even more luck, we romped home with three rounds of 9 out of 10 and finished joint third, securing a fiver for the pot. The night had started with the Major refusing a place in our team - he didn't want to embarrass us with his knowledge (ahem), but he then kept us enthralled with his tales of yesteryear and told us of his wifes desire to move to Thornaby from Hilton - you don't hear that much, I suppose we could offer a swap.....nah! It was another good Monday, despite the loss of our American expert, and Chris wasn't on hand to offer us his 100% certainty answers, which of course are always wrong, but we were there, standing proudly in third place. Maybe one day we will get that coveted first place, maybe, one day. Until then though, it's business as usual. Highlight answers this week included Tony Hatch, Peninsula & Oriental, Ronald Reagan, Emily, Selfridges, Polo, Sherlock Holmes, York and a corker in Hudson Bay. Nearly misses include Maryland, Vince Cable, Good News and Gondola. Here's a question for you - Which Monkey can be found on the bottom of the sea?
Answer - Davy Jones.....
Yeah, we dropped that point too! We did, however, learn that the first email was sent in 1971.
It's another walk to work in the morning, and maybe home too, that's another 6 miles on the training clock. Thanks to all who have recently sponsored me, they keep coming on www.justgiving.com/danwoodgate.
Despite the blog title, I won't say too much about the potential pantomime we have planned. It, quite possibly, has it all - original songs, new characters, stunning scenery, terrible actors - pretty much all you can ask for in a pantomime. In the meantime, thanks to Smith's efforts, we have a charity football match fundraiser on the cards. It's his team Old & Athletic against a Woodgate Select XI who will no doubt be considerably older and less athletic. Nevertheless a team will be dug up and clumped together all in the name of charity. With Chris, our former Boro goalkeeper (that's right isn't it?) between the sticks, what could possibly go wrong?!
Despite it being a Monday, and the worst possible day to walk to work, I dragged my carcass out of bed and walked into work. It was in my hypnogogic state I thought I was truly delirious until I realised, yes, that was a dragon in a wheelie bin - not something you see often....and it wasn't even bin day!
I had stocked up on milk and sugar at work to aid my weetabix diet, and actually looked forward to them at lunchtime, who would have thought?
This was followed at tea time by beans on toast, and then I was ready for the quiz.
We had a new approach to the quiz this year - drink as much as we can and try to win. It never quite worked like that, though there were some peach answers. Highlights include Hugh (John Mungo) Grant, Trafalgar, Cambridge, Radio 4, Lord Lucan x2, M25, Cello, Desert Storm, Mel Gibson and Nicholas Parsons. We were stumped on Margaret Thatcher's death, Finland, France/Italy, Ginger Ale, Neil Diamond and Doritos. Highlight of the night was everybody ordering alcohol for the first time ever, and having the staff baffled over the whole abstinence issue. It turns out drinking as much as we can DOES NOT win quizzes. Five pints of coke next week please.......
After yesterdays blog bemoaning the lack of pictures, I was determined to put that right with immediate effect. Unfortunately, the only one I came up with was from last nights quiz, showing how we intimidate the other quiz teams. After venturing into the main area of the pub and establishing ourselves as a serious team, who would not be afraid? Yes, that is Paul with a glass of Babycham...with a cherry in it...
As always, a great night out, especially for a Monday, with its mix of bar staff banter, deep political debate, oh and the odd Keegan conversation (that's Michelle, not Kevin). The Major was absent last night, or Bill as most people call him, so we had even less customer interaction than normal.
We got into the quiz and at one point thought we had a chance of being in the money again, with a 10/10 joker round. Any hopes we had, however, were dashed on round 4 where we scored a pitiful 6/10 - you're never going to win anything in there with scores like that. There were some cracking answers throughout the night, the highlights being Watership Down, Jonathon Edwards, On Her Majesty's Secret Service, The Old Bailey and The Likely Lads, though we were stumped on a few including Mossad, Bob Harris, 1980 and The Littlest Hobo. Who would have thought that Rome was 697 miles away from Paris? Clearly Paul who guessed 708, only 11 miles away - we were declared winner of the spot prize only to be told a submission of 707 was found, being only 10 miles away, and subsequently stripped of our drinks voucher. Never mind. With the holiday season upon us, the quiz changes nights next week and there's even talk of dipping our toes into the music quiz waters on a Sunday night, watch this space.
So there you have the first blog in a while with no mention at all of painting and decorating, and, other than the title, not an exclamation mark in sight! Well done me...
Oh and happy birthday to mam who celebrates her *ahem*th birthday today.
It has been a remarkably uneventful week this week, and this blog could be the same as a couple I have made over the past few weeks. First of all is another attack of 'glossarm', remind me to never decorate our house again, especially all in one go! Although just about finished downstairs, it doesn't get any easier really, having spent last night on a mattress in the dining room (formerly known as The Crow Bar). There is, however, light at the end of the tunnel, and it's not the train this time - so my negativity should be waning, and at least we will have the feel of a new house for Christmas!
We did shrug off the decorating monkey and put the Christmas tree up last night so we are a touch Christmassy. Add to that the first of two Christmas parties tonight, and a carol service at work tomorrow and it won't be long before I'm beginning to enjoy it all!
Monday's quiz was the first in a number of weeks we didn't actually land any prize money. It was maybe because we had exerted all of our efforts before it had started by looking for a new seat to sit in. As you may appreciate, this is not a decision to be taken lightly! With pretty much the whole pub to choose from, we ventured around to the other side of the pub, the forbidden side. There was a suspicion that I would 'bottle it' and play safe with our porch seats, but no, I pounced and nabbed us a prime position table. It proved a success in many ways - we actually got to see the Fulham v Newcastle match (we didn't realise they had electricity, let alone a TV!), we had social interaction within minutes of sitting down (if "move so I can get to that pile of Christmas cards" counts), and I got to have a lenghty chat with 'The Major', turns out he is a millionaire who owns a series of garages and drives a Rolls Royce, or alternatively, a speaker of 'Bovine Scatology' (work it out...). I don't think we can blame the seating, but we finished 7th out of 12, maybe it was more of a mistimed joker that cost us. Paul was particularly on fire this week and we should never have rubbished his 1994 answer - if anyone was gonna know when Lynne Perrie left Coronation Street it was going to be him, although he will claim he knew the Oasis song....Highlights of the week include Gordon Brown, Melbourne, A Touch of Frost and John Major, the big one that threw us was Engelbert Humperdinck. No money, but who cares, it's a cracking night out!
I am able to bring the blog up to date now as I am slowly getting the sensation back into my arm after suffering from a recent bout of 'glossarm', it's a medical condition which describes the dull aching sensation from spending hours the previous night glossing skirting board! Having said that, the skirting boards are looking brilliant and we now are well on the way to completing downstairs.
This week's Monday night escape to the quiz was another good 'un. We were slightly later than normal, as commented by the staff (we must be regulars now), and a man down when we arrived - cue the long winded story of Paul walking in etc etc. The staff humoured us and joined in the game, and so began another stage of sociability. We even thought about moving from our safe area of the porch to the main pub, but as we have so often thought - maybe next week....
The quiz itself was great - despite a maximum point first round and 9/10 in the second, we trailed off towards the end and ended up joint seventh (out of twelve). We were in the money though thanks to Paul's American knowledge - he was only 15 miles out on the distance between two American cities. He doesn't say much, but when he does, it's quality. Other highlights of the quiz were answers such as Helen Slater, 9 & 3/4, Sirius, Jasper Carrot and 'no serious crime reported'. A few that wronged us were River Plate (oh dear...), Smoked Haddock, Yorkshire, and who would have known that Kylie Minogue's middle name is Ann?!
No major walking this week due to redecoration, though I have walked to work a couple of times - that's 3 miles on a morning. I did suffer the embarrassment of slipping over on a main road yesterday, to the amusement (I'm sure) of passing traffic. I now realise that listening to the Bee Gees on iPhone, while strutting like Tony Manero on an icy day is a bad combination!
I'm looking forward to the match on Saturday, Pools seem to have got it together and if they play like they did in their last home game they will be climbing the league in no time!
In the meantime, please spread the word, especially in the run up to Christmas, that for a limited time you can have a bespoke cartoon and limerick made for a meagre £10 donation! There has been a few created and sent so far and it all goes towards the fundraising total for the BRT. Thanks
Just catching up to speed starts on Saturday night when we were invited to join the Raindancer Biker Club to celebrate their 20 years of formation. Despite us being the only non-bikers among them, they still made us feel very welcome. Ken and Martin made the night a success with the help of the lads from the Flat Back 4, well done all around, and thanks!
Sunday was pretty uneventful (if I remember correctly!), and Monday meant quiz night again. First of all though was a visit to church for a celebration mass for all of the people in the parish who had died this year, and as always, Fr Michael made it special. The weather had been terrible all day and one of the roads to the pub was closed, but undeterred, we made the trip out, and as always, it proved to be another thoroughly enjoyable Monday. We had a ringer in the form of Matthew (though I suspect still shaken by his previous visit after being set upon by the Major), and a depleted pub due to the weather, so we felt in with a chance at least. A flurry of successful answers included golliwogs, Madagascar, Weymouth, Seattle and shag, though we were outfoxed by Zaire, Sir Walter Scott and Bruce Willis. Even more unfortunate was that Judge Reinhold never got a look in! After a poor first round we somehow managed to scrape ourselves into fourth place and pick up a fiver for the pot. Paul, being our American expert, also managed to guess the closest distance from San Francisco to New Mexico, which netted us yet another fiver for the pot. Another great quiz night - keep the pot filling! We have still to get the top place yet though.
Tuesday and Wednesday promised a lot decorating wise, but unfortunately, was never fulfilled. Tonight though has been a revelation - cracking on from 6 - 10, we have managed to get 2 rooms almost done, only 6 to go.....more of that tomorrow.