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So, Quiz Night... The good news is that we came third out of sixteen teams, and therefore won a prize. The bad news is that the inquest on how we lost second place by one point will probably run and run until either I emigrate or the next one comes along.

Notable highlights of the evening include turning up at the school where it was being held - to find people being dragged literally off the street to make up teams of six, when originally only five members were required. Turns out the headmaster's wife suddenly fancied being part of his team at the last minute (this is where you all shout "Fiddle!" because we said a lot worse), so everyone else had to accomodate her whim.

Hubby and I exchanged nervous glances, wondering who our friends had roped in by no doubt unsavory means. It turned out to be Jim. His specialist subject was cars, and there wasn't a car question all night for him, but he said he was quite happy eating all the crisps.

We had an amazing run of full score rounds, but fell apart on the round on the Himalaya's School Trip. Friend's son had been, but he could only remember the name of one place he'd been to, although he was full of fascinating information on which teachers had got off with each other. And, handily, they were all in the hall for me to stare at.

Headmaster's Team won (I can't repeat what we said, but it wasn't "Congratulations"). There was a tie for second, so there was a tie-breaker. It was on the Himalaya's school trip, and ... you can guess the rest.

There were only five prizes, so we all tried to be noble behind each other's backs. I gave my box of chocs to Jim. He gave his wine to my Hubby, as he doesn't drink, while Male Friend was giving me his chocs to give to Hubby. Various other wheeler dealings went on, and when I got back to the sanctuary of our car, it was to find confused but happy Hubby clutching two bottles of wine and a box of chocs.

The next one's at the end of the month, apparently. Friends reckon we're on a winning roll now. Oh yeah!

Meanwhile, I'm looking forward to doing some reading at metamorfic_moon, and trying to get over the shock of managing a story in a week. The snag is, absolutely nothing else got done, and I told Hubby it was a one-off... that's going to happen twice? ;)