October 2024. Waterbeach.
“Shall we get Chinese ?’ says Mum in Addenbrookes car park.
Mum had her priorities right, 10 minutes after an honourable discharge after two tough weeks in hospital.
The second thing she did was phone Mrs RM’s parents to thank them for the giant chair with remote control they rescued from their parish priest. It’s important to thank people.
As is almost mandatory these days, I used the Official Chung Hwa waiting room,
where Rawtenstall Bev was standing in for landlady Helen, ready to correct my pronunciation of Rottenstool and explain the home made Mighty Oak clip.
Bev knows more about cellar(wo)manship than almost anyone. Cleaning lines with water, pulling the new barrel through, that sort of highly complex stuff that seems to defeat pubs these days.
Rapid turnover helps. I saw half a dozen pints of Oscar Wilde Mild (NBSS 4) pulled in 15 minutes, and only a couple were mine.
The next night we joined Mike and Janet’s in a Halloween themed quiz.
I’m afraid that we only helped dethrone the reigning champions (sample question : What are Rhianna’s middle names), but did at least provide “Coven Club” as a team name that saw us romp home with a consolation prize (top). It’s not quite “Bagel Steve”, but there you go.
As is traditional, I took a photo of our notes,
the scribbles on the right are Ipswich Town tactics.
retiredmartin 
What are those round ceramic things under the Chinese food for?
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Dave – My mum insists that eating Chinese food out of a plate microwaved from 28 seconds, rather than scooped out of the dish with bits of cardboard, adds NCTSS 0.5 to the taste.
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