Tower, request flyby...

Did a pub quiz with friends this evening. More fun than the last (non-pub) one a couple of weekends ago as we actually had time to talk to each other, where the last one was quizzing from start to finish.

I resolved to get there early as we couldn't get a table for the one a fortnight ago, so arrived at 7:15 for an 8:30 quiz. I backed in pulling the chair as it's an awkward entrance; looked right - no tables, looked left - no tables. Oh crap. And then "I'm behind you." First of my friends was actually sitting two feet behind me, putting her right in that blindspot between your shoulder blades. I'd even looked at the table she was sitting at, but not the end she was sitting on. Null point for observation.

A couple of other friends arrived just after me, so we had plenty of time to gab beforehand. And complain that the weather has turned distinctly cold!

The quiz has a pattern of having the final answer be the theme of certain other questions (which ones not specified until the end, but always a sequential group), and this time I managed to nail it in time to help us with those questions as they came up.

Name of Nottingham's winter fair, held since the 13th Century?

Name of Bobby Drake's water-manipulating character in the X-Men?

The other name for the Adder?

Wizard in the Court of King Arthur?

Name of the Mel Gibson Wild West film remaking an earlier TV series? - "Dammit, I know this one, starred James Garner. What was it called - Oh! Of course, Maverick!!!!" (and Goose, Iceman, Viper and Merlin - the callsigns from Top Gun) {Smug}

We were hopeful of winning, we knew we'd scored 49 out of 60, but the team we were marking were going to give us a very dubious look, because we'd scored them 54.5, then revised that to 49.5 and then to 48.5 (friend had a brain-fart with his arithmetic). And when we heard "third with 47" we got very confident. But then they scored both us and the team we'd marked at 49, and the winners had 54, so soundly beaten in the end.

Pride goeth before a fall.