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Pub quiz questions, part 3

Put thefollowing into height order, smallest first

• Kenny Baker (aka R2D2)
• Warwick Davies (aka Willow)
• Verne Troyer (aka Mini-Me)
• Hervé Jean-Pierre Villechaize (aka Tatoo in Fantasy Island, Nick Nack in the Man with the Golden Gun)

Pub quiz questions, part 2

True or False:

• Cleopatra lived closer in time to the moon landings than to the building of the Great Pyramid of Giza.
• The scotch egg is an English invention.
• Pitt the Elder died much younger than Pitt the Younger, who died much older.
• Lincoln Cathedral was once the tallest building in the world.

Pub quiz questions, part 1

Poetry and performance round
- perform this poem through the medium of spoken word and expressive dance. Your performance must include a full reading of the poem.

Robbie's getting married

That's right, married. Blimey! The sly fox had kept it under his hat since back in the summertime. He's asked Rachel up a hill in the Peak District, back on their anniversary in July, maybe August. I was full of questions: where? when? In Heron House, as it happens, and during the middle of December too. Heron House, then the Midland Hotel, the Christmas markets, and Sam's Chop House for food. Grand!

What struck me was the quick turnaround between proposal and the big day. Consider the others: Ange and Lewis, two years; Durex and Whelan, eighteen months; Guardi and Vicky, eighteen months; Whitehouse and Flora, eighteen months; John and Zoe, fifteen months; Col and Jane, at least a year; Robbie and Rachel, five months. Wow!

I wonder who's next. Ollie and Zoe? Chubb and Steve?

Sam, Jacqui, and so it goes...

I went to the Briton's with Sam and jacqui for a catch up. It was the first time we'd talked over the plan for Japan. Sam would have been my first choice for a reference, but - based on what I'd asked the JET Office - I chose not to ask her. "You're not allowed to ask a friend," I explained.
"Charming!" said Jacqui.
"It's not like that Jacqui, I promise."
"So I'm not your friend?"

Driving back from Wellingborough gave space to reflect, space I’d lacked all weekend. My family, my father, my brother and my past; faces flashing around me as Radio 4 echoed in my ears. Weirdness and unease, coupled with familiarity, an unsettling scent of déjà vu, through-laid with relief at moving away. The long cloud of Japan offers soothing shade from the overwhelming heat of a small town past. My small town past.

My bed tonight.

Wow, it's great to be back in Wellingborough... kind of.

"...the wallflower demeanour of many of their songs..."

An intern from a nearby radio station wanders over on in his cigarette break, watches the awkwardness unfold. "Who are the band?" he asks. "Belle and Sebastian," I reply, and he splutters, pulls his hooded top up over his head and blushes crimson. "Fuck," he says, "that's the most embarrassing thing I've ever said."

Good article by Laura Barton in today's Guardian.

It turns out...

...that the cycle rack doesn't fit into the Whizzgo van. Drat!