Champers and Quizzes

Yesterday was a revelation in the fact that I found out that my boss also talks to herself. I was there minding my own business just working away of course and then I heard it. The distinct chattering to herself about pieces of paper on her desk. A smile spread across my face and I realised I was not alone.

Also my friend brought to my attention that it is not only words we can’t spell that we have to say out loud in order for them to become clear but also when reading old English. This also requires the reader to speak aloud in order for the words to make sense. Otherwise it becomes a heaped jargon inside your head. The same is also true for some forms of poetry.

We then proceeded to quaff champagne and head down for the pub quiz. Unfortunately our favourite bar man wasn’t there so I couldn’t wangle my friend a free drink for her Birthday. Let me clarify. This man is not our favourite bar man because he is gorgeous and we are in awe of him. He is in fact our favourite bar man because he gives us table service and sometimes free drinks. He is also a very nice guy and you know that if you were in a pickle he would look after you, of course if he wasn’t trying to ply you with drinks.

The quiz was not successful…let me re-phrase…we were not successful at the quiz. We had a number of disagreements with the quiz master. One being over whether pigs can swim or not? I thoroughly believed that Pigs could not swim as they would slit their throats trying, which I am sure I learnt from some trivia when I was little. I ‘Googled’ it this morning though and it turns out that some pigs can swim and really enjoy it. Also another question, which has more bones, the arm or the leg and they are actually equal (although I did think that the leg had more bones). There is one more metacarpal (wrist bone) than there is metatarsals (ankle bone) but this is balanced up by the Patella (knee cap). Silly quiz man! He also has an unhealthy obsession with Arsenal football team, and any sports questions are based upon this, which I think is completely unfair. Not only because I hate football but because it is biased between one sport and also if I did like football I would not choose to support Arsenal. (January 2007)

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