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Ah well that was pleasant. Watching a tiny but excited child finding a pillow case full of presents and being unsure what to do. But in the end she had a great day of playing with the way too many toys she’s ended up with. She may not know exactly what is going on, but she’s not stupid, so she made the most of this bonanza of gifts. It was a lot of fun being a part of it. I am becoming a fan of Christmas again, now that I can see if through a child’s eyes. These were a gift from my father-in-law, but he insisted that the child he’d got the eyes from had died of natural causes, so I didn’t need to feel bad about using them.
That last bit wasn’t true. Don’t CJ from Eggheads me, 2017.
We had a lot of fun and I managed to drink all day long, whilst pacing myself so I didn’t get too drunk. I had bought my wife the Harry Potter Trivial Pursuits game that I talked about at length in the Ed Gamble RHLSTP. To be fair I was mainly curious about what would happen when I opened the box and whether it would turn out, as I had imagined, to be a portal that would take me to Hogwarts via Kings Cross and the train with the magic sweets on it. Sadly when I opened the box all i found was a plastic box with some questions in it and a die with six coloured sides. I hadn’t even shopped around for the best deal, paying about 60p more than some people would have got the game for.
We played Harry Potter Trivial Pursuits in the evening and as expected it was not something that I was ever going to excel at. It was like suddenly being transported to a universe where all the trivia that I had accumulated over my life was now irrelevant and been replaced by a load of fucking nonsense. They weren’t even things that you could guess at. I mean how many guesses would you have to be given before chancing across the name of Professor Lupin’s wife, Nymphadora Tonks? My in-laws did not accept my correct answer of Mrs Lupin.
In the first hour of the game I only got one answer and that was to someone else’s question. The closest I got was when I was asked what Harry’s owl was called. I did know that at some point in my life, but couldn’t recall it and so went for Ian Harris, which proved to be incorrect.
It was an unusual experience for me to be so out of my depth in a quiz game. And before you start bringing up Pointless Celebrities, I have always been able to guess something that might be an answer on that (and have actually only got one question wrong - and I was forced into that by circumstances). It was actually quite liberating and enjoyable. I hoped that I might at least get one “cheese” which in this game you get by answering two questions in a row correctly. I knew that Dumbledore’s brother had spied on the kids through a mirror (pervert), but not the next question and guessed another question about Professor Mcgnagall (and though I could remember the bit that the subsequent question was asking about from the films, I didn’t get that it was Mad Eye Moody and win my cheese.
People who like Harry Potter and know all the stuff about him and the books are dicks anyway. So I am the real winner here. It was pretty hilarious watching most of the rest of the family struggling to answer very specific questions about something they didn’t really know much about. The Harry Potter fans favourite was when my mother-in-law too a punt at naming the ministry that sentenced Buckbeak to death as The ministry of Agriculture.
Happy Harry Potter Christmas.
