An exhibition of the most outrageous incompetence

Keith H

by your host led to the usual guessing game as to what Question 35 really was, and why the first prize tonight consisted of a centimetre of diluted orange-juice in the bottom of a glass, instead of three dozen quid, but it all came out right in the end. Incidentally, You all know more about French impressionist art than you think you do. There were some very good guesses indeed, and how, on question 40, you all recognized that chap from ( as far as I can make out) his nose-hair was hugely impressive.

I look forward to us all finding out what I can farm yard fowl in a not-downwards direction next week ( see Q 25).