Ah, little ironies are just one of the many threads which make this life such a rich and vibrant tapestry. Or if that’s a little too philosophical for this time on a Monday evening, then let’s just say that a couple of the events at the quiz last night made me chuckle a little.
If you were with me yesterday and read my last post, you’ll remember me mentioning the handout round on London tube stations in the rugby club quiz last Thursday. My point being that , nice as it was for me, it probably wasn’t the best thing to ask in that time in that place. Now, see if you can guess what the theme of the 5th and last round of last night’s quiz was ? No, not the London Underground, just London in general. Which as I say, is fine by me, but not necessarily to the majority of people’s tastes. Its funny how themes do the rounds and recur sometimes. As far as I know I was the only person to play in both of these two quizzes.
The upshot of it all was that I did win playing as a singleton last night. This seemed to impress the nice young couple who were playing on the table opposite me. They hadn’t been there before, and hadn’t come for the quiz, but being there and being asked if they’d like to have a go by Graham, the question master last night, they thought why not. They were opposite me and they marked my paper, and partly because of the London round I had a really good night – 48 correct answers out of the 50 questions. At one point the lady said words to the effect of “You should go on Mastermind “. I smiled , but didn’t enlighten her any further. A good evening.