People name their pub quiz teams after the funniest things.
I once had a team called “Near Death Experience On A Child’s Go-Kart”.
I asked them what it was about and they told me they’d just been to a music festival in Dumfries and Galloway where they witnessed a child crashing and burning right in front of them on a temporary Go-Kart track.
I wasn’t there but the team swear the child was an inch from certain death.
Hey. It’s Sunday and, as I type, the weather is good. Take advantage, go outside for a while.
Then when you realise how tedious outside can be (nowhere to buy beer, nowhere to politely piss) then come back inside to the pub where everyone is your friend and you can get food and booze and win the quiz.
Here is a clip from the music round at the Tolbooth tonight:
Just like the Wizard of Oz, the video begins in black and white and then dramatically leaps into colour just as it gets to the good bit.
The good bit in the Wizard of Oz is where Dorothy travels to Oz and kills the witch and meets the Munchkins and literally everything goes completely bananas.
In the Westlife video, the “good bit” is just the chorus. 1939 > 2001
I mean, it’s a decent enough song. It’s the sort of thing that would have easily won Eurovision in 1995.
I’ve started properly listening to Eurovision songs for next month. The criticism of this year’s Iceland entry is that it sounds like a winner from the 1990s. It is predicted to fail to qualify from the semis.
My favourite so far is Greece or France or Cyprus or Moldova. Not sure yet – will need a few more listens. I’ll keep you updated because I know you care, deeply.
(that’s the Wikipedia way of spelling it, so I’m trusting it) is a “supernatural realm of everlasting youth, beauty, health, abundance and joy.“
It’s Irish Gaelic and it comes from an Irish story where a human man (Oisin) falls in love with a woman from Ti Na Nog (Niamh) and travels with her to the land on a magic horse that can fly across water.
After three years he becomes homesick and asks to go back to Ireland, but when he gets back to Ireland he finds that 300 years have passed, falls off his horse becomes very old as soon as he touches the soil and dies, but not before meeting Saint Patrick and rejecting Christianity.