Archive for April 15th, 2011

Westlife or whiskey

April 15th, 2011

I was at one of those table quizzes last night.

It wasn’t in the local pub so they fucking didn’t like smokers, but I suppose one must make sacrifices in the name of a good cause?  It was in aid of Puppychild’s school so Our K8 and TAT were there too.

I like pub quizzes.  I am one of those people who is not that well up on the trivial things in life, but am a fountain of knowledge when it comes to the important stuff.  I haven’t a fucking clue who won the All Ireland Football championships last year, but I can tell you that a squirrel lives in a drey.    I haven’t a clue who won what Oscar for what but I know for a fact that most of the African Continent is in the Northern Hemisphere.

As for who is the current world 100 metres champion…. well I suggested it was Brian Brady when he realised the last bus home was just leaving, but apparently that wasn’t right.

Needless to say, we didn’t win.  But we didn’t come last either so that was all right.

At the end of the quiz, they ran a raffle.  I never win at raffles, but I bought some tickets anyway.  As I said, it was all in a good cause.

The very first ticket drawn was one of mine, so there must have been a blue moon last night.  Actually there wasn’t as one of the questions was ‘if there are two full moons in a calendar month, then what is the second one called?’  Naturally I said it was a Blue Moon.

Anyhow, I digress.

I went up to collect my prize which was a very fancy crate of chocolate liqueurs [which should keep Herself happy and pissed for quite a while] and two fine bottles of vintage whiskey [which should keep me happy for a while].

Later, I was approached by the woman who had issued the prizes and was told there was a mix-up.  She said I had won the first prize but had been given the second prize instead by mistake. I asked what the first prize was, and it transpired that I should be the owner of two tickets to see Westlife.

I will be honest here.  I think the only thing worse than two tickets to see Westlife would be two tickets to see Jedward.  So here I was being offered these two tickets in exchange for two fine bottles of whiskey.  Westlife?  Whiskey?  Whiskey? Westlife?  It was a tough decision and it mist have taken me at least two nanoseconds to decide.  I kept the whiskey.

I didn’t know this at the time, but apparently two tickets to Westlife are like gold dust and I could have sold them for a fortune on the Interweb.

I don’t regret my decision however.  As our K8 said at the time – if I had handled those tickets, I would have felt tainted for the rest of my life.

Our K8 can be quite astute sometimes.