Snow Funny

A poor title, you say? Well let it be known it was a prize-winning name for our team tonight.

Spent the evening with these three blokes at a Christmas pub quiz and much fun and frivolity was had.

Among the discussions were blip boyfriends, Chad, tasty cakes, Cagney and Lacey, the total number of gifts received in the twelve days of Christmas, smolt, scorpions, formic acid, Eddie the landlord (who?) and most alarmingly, wrought iron designs at crematoriums.

Despite our coming a poor third this time, we did manage to snaffle the box of chocs for our team name; a more appropriate appellation I can't imagine, given that I slithered to the venue and back trying not to prang my new motor.