For the second time this week, my itinerant position within the Q1-HQ Hierarchy saw me venture into new territory. Namely, the Duchy Arms...where strange games were afoot. To wit: The second round of the quiz was interrupted by a pair of mysterious phone calls. This has never happened before. In the first, an unknown voice instructed your humble host to announce that someone, somewhere was looking for "Celestine". When no such person could be found, the caller abruptly hung up. Then, just after asking a question about tourism in Krakow, the management returned with again with the telephone. This time the same mysterious voice asked if someone, anyone was there from the "Magistrate's Association". They sounded desperate. When I fulfilled the bizarre request, however, no magistrate's appeared. Curiouser and curiouser. Well, I may never return to the Duchy Arms, but I will always remember it. In other news: A quiz. The lovely Duchy Wish Your Team Was Smart Like Me lived up to their name by winning the top prize. (Hi, Tanya—I know you're the only one reading this.) Meanwhile the bottle of wine went to Quiz My Pants, who opted for white, presumably to avoid any additional crotch stains. Finally, big congrats to Blythe House Superstars, who won the £59 jackpot. Kalloo! Kallay! I just hope Celestine is all right.