Last night I was out again. What with the church knitting group, it's all getting a bit out of hand.
I met up with a few of the old - and not so old - Green Wing gang at UCL for this -
We had a great night, didn't win, but acquitted ourselves very well against a roomful of very brainy if slightly geeky people. JRT and SM were the stars of the night as quiz masters and I had to be forcibly removed from a big bag of doritos. As the representatives of the Green Wing Convention Recovery Group (see box set for full details) we were very well behaved. Restraining orders were not required.
On journey home, got chatted up. This is happening more and more. Is it my age? Are middle aged women seen as more of a safe bet?