Quiztime
Up at "The Hammer" last night it was rather chaotic. First of all, there were quite a lot of people in and secondly the pub was understaffed. Some customers were finishing meals and others had turned up specially for the regular Sunday night quiz. There were also three pet dogs sniffing about and getting under people's feet. The special Christmas quiz had been devised by Rebecca, the twenty-something assistant manager and I had the strong impression that she had never created a pub quiz before. On the whole, her questions were too damned hard and all the time she was posing her questions over the temperamental sound system, she was also serving at the bar. This meant that there were long, frustrating pauses in the process. Then at around eighty thirty something happened that nobody was expecting. The vicar from nearby All Saints Church appeared with about twelve members of his congregation. They had carol sheets for pubgoers to follow and in the middle of the quiz a f...