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!