Return of the quizmeister

English pub quiz last night in a very German kneipe and we were honoured by the return (for one night only) of our original quizmaster Ian.

The questions were so diabolical that the highest score was a measely 15/25 (swotting up on names of kings and reindeer had been pointless, I should have been listening more closely to Christmas pop by Boney M and Brenda Lee or memorising random currencies like the Dirham & Ringit) this brain squeezing effort merely ensured that fluid intake was high.

Post quiz we got down to serious discussions such as trying to persuade someone with internet access (you'd think it was a given in this modern age but in little ole Kettwig at the bottom of a valley, not necessarily) to google 'smeg forum'* for some reason Sam refused to play ball...

* our baking queen has an oven problem.