I was quizmaster tonight, for the Belfast-based Zoom quiz group I attend every Saturday night. It went pretty well. Both teams thanked me in the end.
I feel a little better about things after a tough evening. My internet was playing up. One woman in our team, from Dunloy, said a cousin of hers works for a fibre-optic company who won a huge award from the Government to network the whole country. I passed the site to my neighbours.
Tomorrow, it will be thirty-one years, to the day, since my dad was killed in the 'Troubles.' I have an online mass for him at 11:30 am.
