I mentioned this in an earlier thread but thought it might bear repeating as a warning to potential quiz goers and, if I'm being honest, to bring the shame of the central character to a wider audience.

It was the usual pub-quiz format, the quiz master announced the running order - general knowledge, music, history, food, sport, geography, current affairs etc. - and explained that you could play a joker in advance to double up on a particular round. We had a bit of a heated debate and my suggestion that we play the joker on the music round was over-ruled in favour of the food round, by Ben, a graphic designer and self proclaimed amateur chef. We'll call him Ben because that's his name.

We scored well in the history section and by half time, during which tiny sausages were served, we were placed 2nd. We played our joker as reluctantly agreed and the first question after the break was 'Who won the FA Cup in 1972' or some such nonsense. Before we could query what was going on we were asked to name the city that hosted the last Winter Olympics.

At this point Ben stood up in the middle of the pub and pointed out fairly loudly that they appeared to have skipped a round and shouldn't we be answering questions on food?

Silence descended as the entire pub stared at our table. After a short pause, the man with the mic said "The sausages were the fucking food mate! Now ... moving on ... what year was Ali's Rumble in the Jungle?"

We came fifth.