Last night I met up with 3 ex-school friends in what was our local pub when we were in 6th form at school. They hold a quiz night there on a Sunday and over the last year or so, some of the 'boys' we went to school with have got into the habit of meeting up there and doing the quiz. A few ladies were invited along a few months ago, and a routine seems to be evolving!
Last night there were no Mark Hall Old Boys available to come (by coincidence every one of them is out of the country at the moment) and they assumed that us Mark Hall Old Girls would not bother if they were not around. WRONG!
Now part of this quiz is that in the last round, there are 10 questions and you get a point each with a bonus if you get all 10 right. But if you get just one wrong ... you lose ALL the points for that round. It's a nail biting moment and you must only answer if you are positive you are right. Quizzes have been lost on this round and a 'Shield of Shame' has been made for the person who is responsible for the loss of reputation. There is also a 'Badge of Honour' for the person whose brilliance in the last round results in winning. Interesting enough, there are only men's names on the Shield of Shame, and only girls on the Badge of Honour. I say no more.
We were quietly confident that we were doing ok last night. Right up until last round. We held our breaths as we waited to hear what the subject was going to be. If it were sports related or historical we were sunk. The quiz master stood in the centre of the pub. Cleared his throat. 'Ladies and Gentlemen. The final round. Name 10 of the 12 finalists in the 2009 series of X-Factor.' I looked across the table at my friend Jill. We both sat there with grins on our faces. We were home and dry! I knew there was a reason I get engrossed in shows like that!