Why do good people know the answers to bad questions?
We had a bye at indoor cricket on Tuesday so I went to a Pub Trivia Quiz with Dave, Fiona, Jimbo, Jonathan, Megan, Simon and Trudi. It was no different from any other quiz night I have been to, except for the good ones. Some questions were nonsensical. Some music was inaudible. Some answers were wrong. Some of the marks were unfathomable. Some (other) people cheated. We won no jugs of beer and came equal sixth by a margin great enough to make arguing for the points we had been robbed of academic. We amused ourselves by scorning the event and the ruthful presenter. It would have been a good night for a couple of pints of Guiness but I had that revelation a bit too late in the evening. Also, the management started to turn off the lights before the final scores were tallied.