Answers for May 2012

Well I’ll be flabbergasted. After I moved the quiz to its own Blog which I can control I took the liberty of writing to all past entrants (whose e-mails were give and have not changed) and I got A LOT of replies, all positive and some quite emotional – well I was, anyway. The quiz at the Skeptics’ site entailed some work for the webmaster and finally all the Past Quizzes crashed the site; besides both myself and the Skeptics webmaster have long been thinking I should set up my own site. So here it is. The gist appears to be that people could not find the quiz from the Skeptics front page.

So welcome back all you fans!! Today I’m on the3 road in (as a?) Turkey b ut it’s raining so I’ve edited the answers for May. And boy, are there a lot. I’m really happy, the quiz will be like old times again. Speaking of which, guess who the winner is for this first month of the newly bloated quiz … yes when you get the past entrants back, you get him too:

DAVE HAWLEY

 

Excellent runner-ups though, too many to mention by name. When (if) I get back from this road trip I really will construct the Hawl of Fame for regular winners, as I promised in, October 2001 (not, not 2011 – 2001). Meanwhile I have been able to update my travels daily, with photos, at http://www.stevethings.wordpress.com

Q1: When the bodies of Tsar Nicholas and his family were recovered, their identity was confirmed by DNA testing. Where did they get the reference samples of DNA?

  • Aha, I think I remember this! The Duke of Edinburgh was descended from the Romanovs on a continuous maternal line, so they looked at his mitochondrial DNA. Who would have thought that all these years later my retention of quirky bits of information like that would launch me into fame, immortality and wide international recognition? Or maybe I’m wrong.
  • For comparison samples, researchers used DNA from Britain’s Prince Philip, whose grandmother and the czarina’s grandmother were sisters, and from indirect descendants of the royal family. (I always thought there was value in inbreeding!)
  • From the famous DNA repository built in Moscow by that well-known communist Michaelangelo for Tsar Peter the Great – the Lenin Tower of Peter.
  • Prince Philip! And with much presumption of legitimacy [plus a few other samples].
  • A locket that had someone’s hair in it.
  • A relative in the US?
  • a vial
  • Dmitri Noel Adams, the little-known time-warp Russian twin of Douglas Adams, created during a freak accident with a Samovar, a soliton and a Salmon of Doubt.
  • Dr Gift and his (vampire?) colleagues took blood and hair samples from IIe Duke of Edinburgh and two unnamed descendants of IIe Tsar. The Dukes maternal grandmoIIer was Princess Victoria of Hesse, IIe Tsarinas sister. http://www.independent.co.uk/news/british-dna-tests-prove-remains-are-the-bones-of-tsar-nicholas-ii-and-his-family-1484003.html
  • From one of the concession shops at Japan’s Kadena airport (DNA).
  • From the embalmed body of relative.
  • furniture
  • Given that they were seriously interbreeding the royal families basically anyone with a crown would have done but in the end Prince Phillip was tested in the vain hope that he might in fact be useful for something at last.
  • http://articles.latimes.com/2009/mar/11/science/sci-romanov11 Technically, it was from Prince Phillip, husband of E2R, knight of the realm, OBE, KCMG and twerp with 2 bars. They really should have taken it from a small dish of strawberries soused in liqueur and covered in cream. Far more chance of getting all 23 chromosome pairs there than from him…
  • La Brea Tsar Pits
  • Macca’s ?
  • Moscow
  • Once upon a time there were a short Italian that wanted to be French. He changed his name from Buonaparte to Bonaparte (a famous French Wizard), but he was never able to have a good French pronunciation. He made a quite good career, and a day he enjoyed a rafting race over the Neman River with a young redhead called Alexander Romanov. Alex had several sons, and the third one, Nick, managed to steal all the father’s legacy. Then Nick had a son called Kosta, who had a daughter called Olga, who decided to go and look how nice the Parthenon was and had there a son called Andy. Andy generated only one son, Philip, who was able to find for himself a cheap flat in London. Dr.Bob, starting from Australia, went to London to go to Vladivostok (he was always poor in geography); there he met Phil in a pub and asked him if he had a good question to suggest for his monthly trivia quiz.
  • one of the many living Princess Anastacias, of course!
  • Prince Philip, whose grandmother was a sister of the tsarina, and from indirect descendents of the royal family. Actually the european royalty was really one great extended family, so it would have been pretty easy.
  • Queen Victoria, via Prince Phillip. That’s the problem with inbred royal families: too many relatives, not enough subjects.
  • The British royal family.
  • They claim that they got the DNA from Prince Phillip because of the familial relationship. Really though it was probably the shape-shifting reptilian skeletal structure that gave them away.
  • Wasn’t Tsar Nicholas also the contemporaneous king of England called George or someone? I mean, look at the pics and tell me which one is which? It’s impossible Have you ever seen them in the same room at the same time (ignore those pics of them at country houses and public occasions: despite their public image of being three centuries behind the rest of the world, the royal families of Europe were using PhotoShop in the early 1900s–well before anyone else had even thought of it!) So Princess Anne is really Princess Anastasia and they got the DNA from her. OR they took a mouth swab from werewolf, coz we all know descendants of Queen Vic are a bit suss.
  • Werewolves
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Q2: When you enter the historical bluestone chapel built by 19th-century German settlers at Westgarthtown (Melbourne), there are more hooks for hats on the right-hand side than on the left, why is that?

  • Because, being a German church, attendees are mainly right wingers.
  • Lefties are frowned upon in Lutheran culture, so they doffed right, and as soon as they entered to extinguish the burning rays of the sun, streaming in from their papist glass windows.
  • Because 2 spikes would be luxury and Whiteadders will brook no luxury unless the turnip is amusing..
  • Because the ladies hats were on the left (as seen from the hat) and their hats were bigger so more space between hooks and therefore less hooks! (And I carefully refrain from commenting on sizes of heads and relationship to hat size!)
  • Due to the coriolis effect, where the way german doors were installed meant that by having the pegs on the right the movement of the swinging doors directed the eyes of the hat going public towards the pegs on their departure from the tenement.
  • First of all: Westgarthtown? Really? I thought I knew Melbs, but this place is new to me.I know in some countries if you steal they chop your left hand off. Was there some kind of religious persecution for these Westgarthtownians whereby they chopped off their left hands? Maybe only right-handed people could enter the chapel, but they put up some on the left-hand side for those ambidextrous show-offs? BTW, I am ambidextrous, but I only show off when it comes to playing pool and drinking beer. Could it be something crazy like Judas sat to the left of Jesus or something so only right-handed peeps could hang their hats in the chapel, but then they decided that coz Jesus forgave everyone (as if: I bet he’s hanging on to a few massive grudges) they’d better put a few hooks for the lefties to pretend they kind of followed Jesus’s philosophy. Pity about WWII undoing all that PC effort). (Does that last comment mean I’ve crossed that imaginary line where the argument degenerates to accusing those you don’t agree with of being Nazis?)
  • Germans tend to left handedness (easier to reach across the body to hang the hat)
  • incline angle of floor due to house not settling well.
  • It is gender related but not for demographic reasons (woman survive men by some years and elderly people are overrepresented in church). It is that elderly ladies have more to hide than their counterparts, so woman hats are bigger than the hats of the gents. http://www.westgarthtown.org.au/archives/newsletters/April2007News.pdf
  • Left, right, left, right… this quiz is becoming political. So, right-side entering the chapel should be left-side by the officer point of view. Germans in XIX century were all communist and gender-divided, and male communists wear hats, while female communist wear red foulards. Simple.
  • Many had amputated left arms
  • Men sat on the right, women on the left. Men removed their hats in church, women didn’t, so there was more demand for hat hooks on the right hand side. Also the right hand side was more convenient for hanging hats as the churchgoers entered the church, since most people are right-handed.
  • More people are righthanded, of course!
  • Not enough people attend church to warrant the cost of putting up more on the left side – they haven’t had enough personal effects.
  • Since you couldn’t mix single men and women because things might get a bit carnal, it was presumably one side was for families and women (fewer hat pegs because women would leave their head coverings on) and one side for single men – who would almost all have worn hats.**
  • Swinging voters
  • The left are known for their antipathy toward being pegged.
  • The men had right-handed hats
  • The would partake of certain substances until stoned, a blue would start and they all thought they were in the right.
  • There were more right headed people in the congregation
  • They were right wing. A sing of things to come in the 1930’s.
  • Those are for the right handed people
  • Well, the obvious answer is that men sat on the right and women on the left but that can’t be right so what’s left? I’m going to guess that they employed a Feng Shui expert who saw the hat hooks as essential anchor points for the balance and harmony forces which constantly shift and shimmer with the changing auras of the people worshipping and communing with spiritual essences. It’s clear that the right side of the building has stronger channels and meridians that need stabilising and need more hat hooks. Who said Occam’s Razor is a blunt weapon?
  • http://www.westgarthtown.org.au/archives/newsletters/March2002News.pdf “I had this ‘family feeling’ each time I went to Thomastown for the church services on the second Sunday at 9.00 am and on the fourth Sunday at 3.00 pm each month, the elderly ladies in their big hats on the left and the gents on the right (as seen from the back).” <insert jokes about fat-heads and pin-heads attending church>
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Q3: What was Sir John Betjeman’s only regret?

  • I’m not sure that he only had one but his greatest regret was falling short of his fornication quota. Old age pensioners in Britain have taken this to heart: “ Worryingly, sexual health experts warn that Britain’s pensioners are fuelling the sexual health crisis. Free from the risk of pregnancy, today’s pensioners, often emerging from divorce or bereavement, are sleeping around without protection, with the result that STD rates are rising fastest among the older generation. ” Now there ’ s something to look forward to !
  • More than one! Failing math, failing Oxford, not buggering CS Lewis, and not marrying Miss Joan Hunter Dunn
  • That nobody could pronounce his surname.
  • A 1984 television interview that his main regret in life was ‘not having more sex’
  • Basically he hadn’t indulged in the beast with two backs enough
  • Hadn’t had enough sex.
  • Having a name which is not phonetically pronounceable.
  • Hawkwind
  • He always wanted to be called Ernest, not John. It was very important to him.
  • He didn’t visit enough bluestone churches of different denominations. “I haven’t had enough sects”.
  • His name
  • His train is in a damn huge late.
  • http://radicaldandy.wordpress.com/2010/10/24/late-flowering-lust-by-john-betjeman/ He wished he’d had more sex. Hopefully he meant in his lifetime, not just at that moment in the interview.
  • Never winning Dr Bob’s quiz of course! (Surely that’s a winning answer!)
  • Not appearing on the Bolt Report? His poetry? Not enough sex? That with a name like Betjeman he sounds like a miserable bastard? The fact no-one could pronounce his name made him a miserable bastard who didn’t get enough sex? Are you sure he only had one regret, Dr Bob? I mean, did he live such a fabulous life that he did everything he wanted when he wanted to have only one regret? Surely if he was raised with any kind of religion or in the public school system in the UK, he’d be schooled in being repressed and not acting on any of his desires. Or, if he did, instantly feeling guilty about it. You know, here’s a thought for the commercial channels: how about a TV special called 20 to 1 top regrets before death? Don’t use Bert Newton as the host though, coz then they wouldn’t be able to let the talking heads make fun of Matthew Newton’s distinctly regrettable behaviour.
  • Not drinking all the sack he got as poet laureat
  • Removing the second ‘n’ from his surname
  • That he died
  • That he died.
  • That his last name was so hard to spell
  • That the public discovered he had written ” A Subaltern’s Love Song” with its execrable Miss Joan Hunter Dunn and its humpty-dumpty meter.
  • The actor Eric Bana was once asked how many motorcycles he owned, the answer was “one less than too many” (a comment I also use to justify my increasing number). Sir JB felt the same way about sex – as Roy and H.G. would have put it “Too much sex is barely enough”.
  • Towards the end of his life, Sir John Betjeman was asked if he had any regrets. “Yes”, came the disarmingly frank reply. “Not enough sex”. http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/1539802/The-other-secret-love-of-John-Betjemans-life.html I hope for him he was talking about the sex act and not about the sex organ.
  • He was never entirely sure how to pronounce his name.
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Q4: Salvador Dali gave a surrealist lecture, wearing a diving suit and a dagger, with two Russian wolfhounds on a leash in one hand and a billiard cue in his other hand – what went wrong?

  • As Dali declaimed, one wolfhound mounted the other so enthusiastically that startled Sal dropped the billiard cue in fright. Drawing his dagger, Sal slashed the leash whereupon the closely coupled wolfhounds ecstatically dashed all around the lecture theatre, totally destroying both the gravitas of Sal’s lecture and all the furniture. Poor Sal, embarrassingly, did not know what to do about it. In fact he didn’t have a cue.
  • He almost suffocated in the diving suit. Fortunately, his ‘phone lobster dialed 911 [or whatever the emergency services number is in Oz: 116? ]
  • His diving suit was airtight (of course), which became a respiratory embarrassment. His distress was so real it was surreal.
  • Ah Mr Dali, what happened was he eventually had to have the helmet unscrewed as he gasped for breath and neared unconsciousness. He commented that “I just wanted to show that I was plunging deeply into the human mind.” To quote a later commentator Whether this can be construed as insanity or eccentricity is for you to decide.”
  • Dali, surreal lecture, went wrong? Whatever happened would fit the bill, your first trick question.
  • Do Surrealists do anything so mundane as lecture? Ummm…no-one else turned up in fancy dress because the invite said ‘neat casual’.
  • Dogs are not so good in saving painters from suffocation. They are only good in giving brandy to inexpert skiers.
  • Everybody got scared and left except the guy who had to lock up at the end.
  • He couldn’t breathe in the diving suit.
  • He didn’t get enough sex. (Although if he had, it would have been extremely safe.)
  • He drank too much beforehand and had to go to the toilet.
  • He turned up thus making it all a little less surreal though the lack of air from the helmet could have made it fairly surreal from his perspective
  • He was becoming quicly feeble and weak like his famous watch paintings as he strode on the stage because his helmet had been bolted down and nearly suffocated him. http://www.buzzle.com/articles/salvador-dali-biography.html http://www.thefamouspeople.com/profiles/salvador-dali-211.php http://www.stellasmagazine.com/salvador-dali/
  • His brain – or his reputation
  • His long mustache folded up and tickled his nose which caused him to have a massive sneezing fit in the helmet which blew his fucking ears off and inverted his arsehole. Surreal.
  • http://foggygates.blogspot.com.au/2010/07/salvador-dali-dives-for-wreck-of-medusa.html He nearly overheated and suffocated, and had to be extracted by means of a big hammer. The audience thought it was all part of the Surrealist experience and applauded him throughout the affair. I only wonder what he would have looked like with his face all limp and molten like a clock or a lobster and hanging out of the helmet…
  • Nothing
  • Nothing. Which is totally surreal.
  • Oh dear, so many things. Well, if he’s in a diving suit, did it have that big bell thing around the head? it would be pretty bloody difficult to be heard with that thing on. And it would be heavy. If those dogs got feisty and that suit was heavy, how would he be able to stand up or control them if they took off? His moustache got caught in the diving helmet? Okay, it’s time for me to make a decision: using my amazing skills of deduction, I think the clue is in the breed of wolfhounds–that is, they were Russian. So I think the lecture occurred during a full moon and the wolfhounds turned into Russian royalty, thus dispelling the myth that the royal family are lycanthropes is a myth. (Do you like the double myth ‘dispellation’, Dr Bob?)
  • People got bored by slide 256 of his powerpoint presentation.
  • The dagger pierced the suit and the next person to use it drowned.
  • The giraffe coughed up the bowling ball during the Karaoke competition
  • They let him out of the loony farm.
  • Well he gave the lecture in London for a start, so that’s positively surreal, and he would have at least delivered right on cue. He did dive right into it but he finished rather breathless (and probably with a bad case of helmet hair).
  • What went right?
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Q5: Why did Merlyn Rees change his name to Merlyn Merlyn-Rees?

  • He thought he’d be twice as Arthurian if he did so, not realising that his dyslexia would just make him look like an even bigger goose than he was in the first place.
  • To use his full name in his baronial title, and to distinguish himself from the slightly wimpy wizard of that name in the Screen Actors Guild
  • When you become a peer, see, you gotta be a bit different, see, an if Lord Reeses are two a penny, so to speak, you gotta do sumfink about it. Now there wasn’t no Lord Merlyn in 1992, but he couldn’t call imself that because it’s wot is friends called im, see. So, he finks, why not a double barrel name? Just put an ‘yphen between the two what’s already there. So he did, an’ all, but then e didn’t have no first name no more, so he finks well I’ll keep the one I got, so me friends’ll still know wot to call me. Yair, that abaht sums it up.
  • ‘Cause one is the lonliest number
  • As a tribute to his congenital stutter.
  • Because he had a long long white beard, and it fit fine with Lord Merlin
  • Following an early, unsuccessful but fortunately not fatal attempt at auto-erotic asphyxia, he developed a PTSD stut-tut-er.
  • He thought double-barrelled names sounded posher
  • He thought his name was so nice, he used it twice.
  • He was made a life peer when he left the Commons in 1992, changing his name by deed poll so that he could be called Lord Merlyn-Rees, rather than the more conventional Lord Rees. (Where is the Ministry for/of Silly Names when you need it?)
  • helped with his stutter
  • http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/politics/3664283.stm So he could be Lord Merlyn-Rees. It’s something to do with the English peerage being absolutely unable to function without a hyphenated name, isn’t it, Dr Sigur-Ros-Stalingrad-Hitler-Bob.
  • In support of the MMR vaccine.
  • It was by accident, as he stuttered.
  • Overcompensation for his speech impediment
  • So he could have his full name in his title Lord Merlyn-Rees.
  • So he could peer down his nose at people if he didn’t get enough respects.
  • So his title would be Lord Merlyn Rees rather than lord Rees as Lord Rees just didn’t help in his bid for the upper class twit of the year competition regardless of his ability to shoot animals at short range.
  • That he did to allow his title to be baron Merlyn-Rees instead of simple baron Rees. By doing so the House of Lords could distinghuish between baron Rees (= life peer Peter Rees since 1987) and baron Merlyn-Rees (1992). For the same reason later in 2005 when Martin Rees became a life peer, Martin was named baron Rees of Ludlow. Imagine calling Lord Rees to vote in the House of Lords and three honourables at the same time showing up! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Merlyn_Rees http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Rees,_Baron_Rees http://mickopedia.org/mickify.py?topic=Martin_Rees,_Baron_Rees_of_Ludlow
  • Wankers. What can I say?
  • Well wiki says he said it was to ‘allow his title to be Merlyn-Rees rather than Rees’. Everyone knows Yahoo!7’s finance experts proved that adding a hyphen to your name increases your earnings and your snob value by 1,500 per cent. Of course this all happened several generations before it was also officially linked to mental negligibility (is there such a word? Jeeves would know–Wodehouse reference! do I get extra points for that?). Tara Palmer-Tompkinson and Made in Chelsea anyone? (Did you like the current pop culture reference too? I’m all over the 21st century, Dr Bob!)
  • When he was made a Baron he didn’t want to be merely Baron Rees but Baron Merlyn-Rees.
  • Why not ?
  • Why not? He already knew how to sign Merlyn, so why bother to practice signing a new name so late in the game? Practicing your signature is a teenage rite of passage into adulthood, something to help pass all those hours when you should be doing homework. It’s not for old men.
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COMMENTS

  • Good to hear from you again! That trip trough Asia is so long that you can easy make a side trip to Aruba and enjoy a piña colada before entering the Mongolian steppe.
  • I want the location of that church. Westgarth in Melbourne, you say? [No – WestgarthTOWN, all one word, near Lalor railway station in the far north of the suburbs of Melbourne – see http://www.westgarthtown.org.au and also here, on my other blog]
  • Nice to have news from you, Steve. Are you planning to cross Italy, too?
  • Welcome back, consider this a warm up effort
  • Yes, I’m sure there will be any comments.
  • Brief, Dr Bob, but no Google today. Ahhhhh…it’s good to be back. It’s a pity you didn’t have Dali as your picture clue.
  • Congratulations on getting your own page for your quiz, Dr Bob! *shakes pom-poms for Dr Bob* We can only hope that you are now getting enough redirects.
  • Have a great trip!
  • Hey new site looks good. The bike trip looks even better!
  • Hi Dr. Bob – long time no see – thanks for chasing up your old email library!!
  • So it’s only me and 4 others…I must have a good chance this time…
  • Thanks for contacting me about the new quiz site. I’m pleased it’s still going. I’ll try to remember to visit every month.
  • Thanks for the heads up. Email wonky if not using Outlook. End transmission.
  • Thanks for this. This could be fun. [hey that’s an idea, I suppose it could – I’ll see what I can do]
  • Yes.
  • Hi, Dr Bob. Thanks for the email reminding me how much I’ve missed you! I only used wiki once, to work out who Meryln-Meryln-Rees is (the missing link between Marilyn-Marilyn-Monroe and Merlyn-Merlyn-Rees?), so the rest of my answers are just pure, glorious ignorance meets scrambled historical knowledge, PG Wodehouse and, oh, okay, a doffed cap to a Dr Who episode. Did you know PG wrote a Broadway hit called Oh Boy! but when it was transferred to the London stage, they had to change the name to Oh Joy! because the American exclamation was seen as too American and just a bit crass for the more refined small islanders. And Oh Joy! had a small part played by one Cole Porter. Not the only time PG and Cole worked together. You can create a question around that in a future quiz if you want. It’s a freebie just to let you know I’m glad to be back.
  • Also given your new series of perambulations does this mean we now need to abandon our Captain Beefheart, Philip Glass, Titanic, Hitler and Icelandic studies in favour of Siberia, BMW motorcycles and the Road of Bones? And I’m not jealous, I’m not jealous, I’m not jealous… And I’ve got Charlie Boorman’s autograph on a BMW t-shirt!
  • Dear Dr Bob AKA Steve, Good to hear from you. I dropped off quiz when ‘work’ changed browsing security settings and web rationing was imposed. I miss the time wasting very muchly. Enjoy your ride. I am not jealous. I am not jealous. I am not jealous.
  • Dear Dr Bob, This is from the incomparable Dave Hawley, a blast from the past come to help nurture your quiz again. It’s on my wife’s email because my fucking computer broke down as it is wont to do for computer nerds (and dentists always have the worst teeth – ever notice that?). So I’m borrowing hers. (Stop it! Her computer, you fool!) I remain, sir, your humble servant, D. Hawley Esq.
  • Dr Bob! My goodness, you only popped into my thoughts the other day and here you are! That’s freaky. Quiz? Waste of time? No no, never. The things I have learnt from the quiz are astounding, and frankly didn’t even realise I knew them until I was having a discussion about Popes one evening. I feel quite neglectful now, but will pop in for a look and share amongst those I think will appreciate your quiz. Be safe on your journey, you’re an exceptional human being in my eyes. xxx
  • Good grief Steve – 6 months on a bike??? To quote Bill Oddie during The Goodies’ round-the-world charity bounce… “Oooh, me botty!” Thanks for the update.
  • Hey Dr Bob! Great to hear from you again. I moved jobs back in the day, lost the link and clean forgot about you. Shame on me.
  • Hi Dr Bob, First of all, no problem with me that you use my details to make contact. Being a past winner of the quiz (many moons ago) ameliorates any perception of exploitation! I feel I should apologize to you because I have not participated in the quiz for some years now, due to a hard-to-explain combination of laziness and extreme work pressure. However, I regularly look up the website to check the questions and, more importantly, the answers! I hope your trek across the northern hemisphere proceeds according to your plan and not someone else’s. I guess you are well past Belgium by this stage but I would still like to imagine the heavily packed motorcyclist I saw on my way to the airport in Brussels this afternoon might have been you… I will try to keep up with your progress and submit a set of suitably scandalous suggestions as submissions to the coming quiz questions. Good luck and remember to drive on the right, as much as possible.
  • Hoorah! I need to get back into this and contribute regularly. I feel my skills at silly, pointless research of arcane trivia are getting rusty, nay anodised. As for your journey, is this some sort of punishment? No, it can’t be. You are actually going to Siberia voluntarily. Send photos of gulags, please! cheers and all the best – take care! – The Inevitable Dave Hawley [Fk’cing hell, I send out 2,654 emails to past entrants and apart from 1,300 “message undeliverable”‘s, I get ONE reply …. And who from? from YOU! ]
  • July election, Dr Bob??
  • My answer to number two was done purely by deduction with no googling (well, I did google afterwards to confirm it but all I could find was a bunch of cyclists on some bloke’s blog).
  • Thanks for the reminder – been a while.
  • Thanks for the update! I used to regularly do the quiz and I missed it after it moved – it was just too difficult to find and eventually I forgot about it and stopped looking. Enjoy your terrific adventure!
  • Thanks Steve – looking forward to the new site and blindly jealous of your trip… Good luck – Tony Ellis
  • I really think it’s time for a round of Sarah Palin questions Dr Bob. You’ve been protecting her too long.
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