PTH IX
The ninth and probably last Pub Treasure Hunt was held in fine York on Thursday evening. My team the Secret Squirrels won a prize for the best answers to our specialist round and came fourth overall according to the scoresheet. The scoresheet was wrong, however, because we did eat a scooby snack and so we really came third.
It was a high quality PTH, but there were too many questions which stopped us from actually talking to each other and bonding as a team, which is the main point of the event.
Bad Data won the quiz (again). They had made another good effort with the costumes - one of Tsuki's many talents.
posted by Jimbobjo @ 7:21 pm
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Having just checked the original paper records, there is no record from the night of your team having eaten one of the dog biscuits. And hence according to the Law Of The Written Word, the historial (possibly inaccurate, possibly not) document has become the actual reality.
Maybe your belief that you ate a dog biscuit will lead to a small but significant religion being formed, with you as its spiritual leader.
Or maybe, like in Gilliam's Brazil, a small bureaucratic error has lead to lives being irrevocably ruined.
Only time will tell.
But the PTH will return. Do not doubt that much.
Oh, and I do seem to remember your team trying to lie about having visited the bonus pubs, and providing us with some very dodgy looking evidence... You got off lightly not having points docked for that!
The Dormouse receipt was genuinely from the Dormouse, but not from that day. The Rook and Gaskill was indeed picked up on the evening of the PTH by Max on her way in.
Ah ha! So you admit trying to cheat with the Dormouse one!
Scrappy: He did admit that on the night. Power to the puppy!
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