Then pub quiz team

Phil and I are members of the Black Bull Quiz Team, and we play home and away most Tuesday evenings throughout the winter months. We are provided with a supper at half time, and the quality of the food at each venue is subject to much analysis. Last night we managed a narrow victory (away) of 86 v 42 points over the Black Horse in Greetham. The Black Horse provided a lovely shepherd's pie and chips.

The quiz team is captained by our very own postmaster, Alan. Alan is a Z list celebrity by dint of appearing in, and winning, the Weakest Link, and telling the world he sells mouldy vegetables and likes wearing women's clothing. The other mainstayers are David and Celia (Annie's sitters) who are fearsomely knowleadgeable (a little bird tells me they ask each other questions in bed), although Celia did raise a laugh last night when she answered 12 to the question how many players are there in a polo team. Charge of the light brigade comes to mind.

The main problem with the Rutland Quiz League is that nobody wants to be in the first division, so toward the end of the season we all start trying to lose. Although I haven't experienced it, apparently the first division is very serious and the food not so good. We managed to lose two games in a row until last night (possibly partly due to the fact that David and Celia were absent), but are still dangerously near the top of the second division. It's very difficult, not to say unethical, to deliberately get questions wrong if you know the right answer. However, David and Celia are away again soon, so we'll probably manage to lose those games more easily.