In the 1980’s, there had been a lot of quiz leagues which were run by the various breweries and I was the captain of a team playing at the local pub. Our deadly rivals came from a nearby village and it was always them or us who won the league each season, so games were taken very seriously. It was usually the landlord of the pub who was the question master, but one particular night, he asked his brother in law to stand in for him.
Now Pete had never done it before, and mispronounced one particular question so badly that we misunderstood him and gave the wrong answer. Once we realised it was his fault, I insisted on having a replacement question and he remembered thinking to himself “what a stroppy little madam she is – I’m glad I’m not married to her!”
About a year after my husband’s death, friends who knew us both, set us up on a blind date, and he soon changed his mind about wanting to marry me. However, trying to find a date on which to get married was very difficult. My five were all married and scattered throughout the country; Pete had two grown up daughters, one of whom lived abroad, but at long last, we managed to find a date to suit them all.
Friday June 8th 1990 was our wedding day. We booked the church and the reception but decided against a formal honeymoon as we only had a few days off work. This was very lucky as Grundy Television once again rang me to ask if I would like to be a contestant on a new quiz show they were presenting called Jeopardy! The problem was the only date they could offer me was Saturday June 9th, the day after my wedding. Pete had never been in a television studio before and thought it would be a bit of a hoot, so my new husband had to get me up at 5 in the morning the day after our wedding to drive me to Maidstone where I recorded 5 programmes and won £2,000 so it was a very promising start to a marriage!
We actually spent that money on a fabulous honeymoon in California three months later.