Breakfast of Armageddions

Rob W

Fitzrovia was the place to be tonight, as a mass of media-types (surely the proper collective noun) convened on the upper stories of The Green Man for a fiercely contested quizzy thing. The evening had a whiff of breakfast to it, with eggy questions about ovoids and actual Egg Heads. Then there was that one about Stephen Hawking's genius-grade prediction about the Earth's impending apocalypse. (Sooner that you think, people; get on that bucket list.) Jonny's Droopy Balls took it in the end, thanks to a resounding Round Two. Also congrats to the Aperols, who picked up a bottle of wine for coming second-to-last. And yes-yes, I know Armageddion is not a word. (Only now you wish it was.) See you next week!