So we went to a pub quiz last night at an Irish Pub called The Bog. We didn't really go there for the quiz but for the beer. Kilkenny's that is. And that beer was so good that we didn't manage to get out of there before the quiz started. And when the quizmaster assured us that it was NO problem that we weren't Kiwis and that the first price was more beer, well....
So we got ourselves a team name ("Roadies"), grabbed all the necessary paperwork (of course there was paperwork) and joined in the fun.
And then the quiz started:
Round after round after round we managed to be last or second to last but in the end we did it: last place!
In our defense we can say that we didn't recognize (or better know) the head coach of the All Blacks but then again we also didn't recognize Ariel Sheron. And I don't even want to talk about the movie stars (of course we missed Nicky Hilton - who the heck knew that Paris has a sister??)
In between the official rounds silly questions (How many people get hurt by tea pots per year?) could be answered for more free beer. I answered one of those and had to wear a silly Speight's foam hat to get the discount at the bar:
But it was soooooo worth it!
And the next day somewhere high up above Dunedin:
9 years ago
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