I never realised until last night
I never realised until last night how totally physically exhausting doing a pub quiz is. Standing up shouting at a room of pissed people for two hours: nein danke. It seemed to go pretty well, though by the end I was so knackered that my response to the congratulations was an ungraciously muttered “yeah, thanks mate”. Maybe use a microphone next time. I only messed up one question, and it was in the picture round (confused the 1500m and the 800m), and the people who did get it right weren’t confident enough to make too much fuss. So that was alright.
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