No time

Very very short one this

It's top of the table clash time with the QLL champs Allsorts in about an hour and a half, so I have to dash in and out of the shower and potter on down to Farringdon Road to meet our destiny. This should be interesting. And I bet you wish you were there (okay, maybe not you. Or you. Let's just say I'm talking about the intrigued quizzers who might like to witness such a match.)

At least if we lose, I have the immediate option of getting mindlessly alcoholised in Shoreditch at someone's birthday drinks. Not that I am a wanton drunk and lush. I always liked the word lush.