This morning, I woke up with a huge smile and a small hangover. No, I haven’t slept with anyone, but this was almost as cool. Last night, I went to the alsager arms pub quiz – my first ever pub quiz. My mates usually go, and I asked yesterday if I could join them. They said yes.

There were about 9 of us. I didn’t have much hope of winning, and treated it as just a bit of fun. Mostly, the questions were on celebrities, soaps and sport, which I know nothing of, but there were some general knowledge. I answered that the Yangtze flowed through china, and bamboo was the tallest grass, so I was pleased I could contribute.

This is especially pleasing given that our group won by one point! When that was announced, we all erupted. Cool or what? However, we then had a choice: either we could take away the prize of a vat of beer, or gamble for £250. we chose to gable.

This meant that one of us had to select a key from 7 in a bag, only one of which could open a safe. Switch did the choosing, and selected a key. At first, all seemed lost: the barman, a consummate showman, made it seem like the key wouldn’t fit. I turned away: oh well, I thought, remember what Kipling wrote.

Just then, my friends erupted for the second time. I turned back to see the box open! We had won, and the money was ours! It was the coolest thing ever! Then there was nothing left to do but to return to our table to divide the cash. I am, this morning, £27 better off.

Beer then flowed. We felt rich. I asked Steve if I should go with them again next Tuesday. He answered that he would kill me if I didn’t, or something to that effect! I had an excellent evening, and will certainly go again.

Now to go spend the winnings!