Sy loves quizzes.
Mastermind and University Challenge have him rubbing his hands with glee, as does the arrival of a new soduko book or, can you believe, the quiz pages in 'The Lady'(??!)
His absolute favourite though, is The Pub Quiz.
There is a yearly one at our local- a grand affair with about twenty teams taking part- and we have won it three times in the last five years.
I use the term 'we' very loosely, as i have the knowledge of a mentally unstable gnat- it's Sy that seems to know all the answers.
Seriously, percentage wise, we are looking at him answering about 98% of the questions.
I answer the 'music from the seventies and eighties' section and the odd obscure one ( name Rigsby's cat in Rising Damp..)
We can usually rope in a couple of friends to make up the numbers, but the evening will normally end up with three of us getting pissed and one other (guess who) still quizzing and writing all the answers down too-It is the one occasion he will. not. drink.
I had a phone call a couple of nights ago, from the pub, asking for the shield back, for this years quiz.
'And will you be entering a team this year?'
'No, we aren't allowed to anymore. We've won too many times '(absolutely true.)
'Well, we will need your team name from when you won last year to add to the shield.' (things happen really slow around here...)
'I'm afraid i can't remember it (true again)...'
'Shall we make something up for you?'
I started laughing at this, as we tend to make our quiz names as fun as possible...The year before last we were 'Alex Nas'.
Think about it.
And it is still on the quiz shield, for all to see.
I finished the conversation spluttering something about not worrying about a team name for last year, and to leave the shield blank- conspicuous by our absense sort of thing.
I thought that was for the best, as out of the corner of my eye, i could see that Sy had already started writing down anagrams for 'The Sheep Shaggers'.
You win some, you lose some...
'Till next time,
Shakespeare's Housekeeper xx
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