The champions of the night.
Margaret being awarded for her stellar work in the Kitchen.
Who ya gonna call...?
...Not them two, for sure!!!
Can you help me find my lower body? As it appears to have vacated the building.
"Why are we here?" A question which could have spiralled into an intense metaphyiscal debate, until everyone realised they were catholics and were put on this Earth as part of God's plan.
A happy bunch of souls deserving special credit after laughing at all of Quizmaster G's jokes.
That's it!!! I am taking down a list of possible suspects of who could have possibly taken my lower body!! You first, sister!!!
This was a smoke-free room. Blame Max Spielmann!
The champions before they even knew they were champions. One of them had a laugh like a hyena. Try and guess which.
This is getting beyond a joke now. I'm going to call Magnum P.I!!!
Quizmaster G reading the questions unintentionally in the style of Alan Partridge
Quizmaster I (that's I for Ian not the first) holding the whole shebang together.
Our 2 wonder-caterers - Marg and Maggie
One washes whilst the other dances. now that's teamwork!
The lower body snatching continues relentlessly.
I told Agnes this is the proper way to play the imaginary French Horn, but she was having none of it.
