One of the other teams brought in some outsiders....strangers from outside the village....interlopers.......sneaky clever folk......
But that was okay...'tis a bit embarrassing to win each week.....and the prize is pretty yukky.....
I went to the loo at half time and got my blingy top stuck in the zip of my trousers.......we were into the Sports round before I got free......not that I was missed for that round........
The chap who was selling the raffle tickets at £1 a strip sold me two strips for £7.....it's difficult to argue with a drunken raffle ticket seller...so I let it go......nice cause....x
Soooooo the winning prize was some crap wine again, gness ;-)
Had the raffle ticket got a special offer on, buy one for a pound or two for seven pounds.
They jolly well weren't local, Patsy.....foreigners from the next village!
God alone knows what the raffle ticket offer was, Tony......he'd approached me three times and wandered off.......buying another drink on the way...so I went with the flow....not that you should do that because only dead fish go with the flow.....x
We had one round on the 1970s.....we knew nothing except for Sunny Dave.... he revealed more than we wanted to know about his misspent youth by answering all the questions......including who Ruby Flipper replaced.....!
Tony......I'm just mulling it over....on one strip of tickets he asked me to put my phone number.....on the second he asked me to put my name....and that was it.....
Oh heck....I'm not going to get another stalker am I?....Had to move after the last numpty........ :-(