Thursday night

[caddyman]

Sometime between going out to the local quiz night with ellefurtle, colonel_maxim, smokingboot, motorpickle and Chris sans LJ and having a shower ten minutes ago, the last of the squelchiness in my sinuses seems to have fled. Do I put it down to the decongestants, the booze, the heat in the pub, or the moist, warm air of the shower? Or is it some horrible alchemical mixture of the lot? Who knows, certainly not I. Suffice it to say that I can now breathe properly, and feel fine.

Hurrah, I hear you say. Well, those of you who cashed the cheques anyway.

On the other hand, it means that I have no excuse to not go to work in the morning. Boo.

The pub quiz was good fun and had we remembered that Maggie’s maiden name was Roberts and that King George VI gave Brenda her first corgi, we should have been in with a shout over the prizes. In the end, we were close enough to feel hard done by (had we cared enough) but not so close as to risk getting into a bottle fight. As it was, it provided a pretext for the bunch of us to go out, have a chat, a few drinks and something to eat and when all is said and done, that's what it's all about.

And now I shall have one final decongestant before going to bed just to be on the safe side. Then I shall steam for a little as I drip dry and then to bed.

Comments

[agentinfinity.livejournal.com]

Probably the alcohol. Sometimes I have delayed entire colds for up to a week by getting drunk. But they always come back to bite you in the arse eventually.

Of course, as you have already had the majority of this cold, you might just experience a slight sniffle sometime next Thursday evening ;)

Pub quizzes rock, I wish we had one around here. Although I am pooh at them.