Second place. Again. Bloody Pete. Again.
‘Nice going, Pete, you twat.’
‘What? I got the names muddled up.’
‘Oh yeah, easily done. Oooh, look, it’s Tim from The Office driving bloody Miss Daisy. Oy, Hobbit, when you getting out of jail?’
‘Alright, Dave. It was an honest mistake.’
‘Bonus question, ladies and gents, for a bottle of bubbly; Poland’s finest. First team to shout out the correct answer wins.’
‘Right, this is our chance to redeem ourselves.’
‘Who starred in The King’s Speech?’
‘It’s Colin Farrell.’
‘Pete, are you sure?’
‘Yep, 100%. COLIN FARRELL!’
‘COLIN FIRTH!’
‘Well done, ladies, don’t drink it all at once.’
‘Oh, sorry, mate. I meant Colin Firth.’
This wasn’t just an excuse to use a lovely picture of yummy Colin. I’m practising my flash fiction skills…
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