With the regular pub quiz mistress still away doing something or other in Africa, the pub landlady took over MC duties last night. Regrettably, she consumed a few too many alcoholic beverages over the course of the evening which adversely affected her ability to control the quiz. By the time she very belatedly read out the results, most teams (and most members of the Dregs) had long gone home. The BeerLegKing and I waited until the bitter end to hear how we had fared, but we needn’t have bothered as we came absolutely nowhere.
SteveR
