Little Richard, Evil Richard, Andrew and I all went round to the Lodge for the Sunday Quiz last night.

It's a popular quiz - there were just 2 teams. We've only been the once so we're not sure if it's always that quiet, but if so what happens most weeks when we're not there?

Anyway, disregarding this absolute twat interrupting, it was a good quiz. Laura, one of the bar staff had politely asked a group of people to stop being rowdy and for this idiot to stop cycling around the pub. One chap from their group took a disliking to this and was shouting a stream of profanity at Laura, threatening to "fucking smash her face in". That kind of behavious really really angers me. I was so pissed off that someone can be like that, especially unprovoked and to a member of staff at a place like a pub where she has an obligation to defend the pub and stand her grown. She had no way of walking away from the situation. I want a licence to harm. Killing would be a little over the top, but I want the Government to issue me with a warrant to chainsaw people's faces off or to remove this chaps tongue and bollocks (he shouldn't be allowed to breed).

Anyway, the quiz... It wasn't sport or celeb's related at all. Which is refreshing. In fact, we were made speechless at the end when we were told that we'd won. Yes, that's right. For about the second time in my life I've been on a pub quiz winning team! Haha! 8 pints to us!