THE QUIZ
THE QUIZ – or how a simple idea took over my life
Stardate: beginning of the season 2015.
“I didn’t know you were on the Weakest Link” says Phil
“sure I must have mentioned it last year in between jugs of sangria” I innocently replied.
And that was the first snowflake of the avalanche that took over my life for the season (and continues to give me flashbacks even though I am back in Cornwallistan in my caravan with nobody to ask questions to apart from a couple of passing sheep, who invariably get the answer wrong unless somehow the question can be contrived to require “mehhhh” as a response)
Yes, back in the olden days, I was indeed a competitor on the Weakest Link. Not one for half measures I thought I would face my fear of public ridicule, not by performing “Do you believe in life after love” in a dirty Cornish karaoke bar, but instead going head to head with Ann Robinson, the self-styled Queen of Mean. In for a penny, in for a pound, bring it on b*tch.
Long story short, I had a great time, actually won the show and blew the lot on a holiday to Indonesia with my (then) 9 year old daughter.
Anyway, mentioning this set cogs turning in Phil’s head (the local fire brigade were placed on alert since the area is relatively dry and smoke had been observed from miles away) and he came up with the cunning plan that cannot fail of “fancy doing a feral quiz Dave?”
Well, what else could I say? The more repeatable answer was of course “yes, why not”.
And so it began.
