I Am Not A Reliable Narrator

20 November 2006

get thee to a nunnery

our offer on the house in nunhead has been accepted, now we need to see if the vendors are chain free (chain free being the two most beautiful words, in combination in all of the british english language) or close enough to chain free to keep this from taking forever and then we will officially rescind our offer on the east dulwich house and make firm plans towards becoming residents of nunhead.

the local pub has acoustic nights on wednesdays that often feature a woman who plays the hurdy gurdy and are hosted my a man who goes by the name of hank dog. there is also a pool table and a beer garden. and we will remain with walking distance of the ever important clockhouse pub quiz where we will someday regain our title of champions!

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4 Comments:

  • At 21 November 2006 at 16:33, Blogger Alannah said…

    I don't know what a pub quiz is but I really really want to play.

    Congratulations! You're like a real grown-up now..all married and homeownering and shit.

     
  • At 21 November 2006 at 18:54, Blogger carolyn says said…

    pub quizzes are the best. trivia competitions that you play in teams, with beer against other teams and then if you win, you get a prize! like a money prize. everyone pays a pound to play.

    at least once every week i know an answer because of a tori amos song, it's amazing how much that crazy piano lady has taught me

     
  • At 21 November 2006 at 19:11, Blogger Alannah said…

    I play NTN trivia at bars here sometimes but it's weird because you're on these machines and not interacting with the other players, really. I would so love pub quizzes. Yet another reason to get my ass back over there sometime soon.

     
  • At 22 November 2006 at 13:16, Blogger carolyn says said…

    last night we made friends with th team next to us and had to fight with the new quiz master about the fact that the us equivelant to UK monopoly's mayfair is boardwalk. he said it was broadway, i protested loudly but he said he found proof of this on the internet or something stupid, so jeremy went back to the flat and took a picture of the gameboard to prove him wrong.

    we got our point.

    maybe, just maybe, i get a little too competitive sometimes

     

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