There's been a murder...

David 'Ditch' Digger, owner of the Summerlot Resort in the Lake District, has been killed!

Whodunnit?
 

Was it his gold-digging wife, the hunky lifeguard, the randy aerobics instructor, the oddball groundskeeper, the wacky driver or the intense head chef?

 

On Saturday 13th October (I know, I'm behind with posting about it!) I held my first Murder Mystery evening!  I was supposed to be doing this at some point during the first three months of the year (while it was still dark) but never actually got round to it so then had to wait until October when it was dark again.  You just don't get the same atmosphere when it's light outside!

It was set in the 60's so we had plenty of 60's music playing and started the evening with Brandy and Babycham (and glace cherries) - classy!  I even managed to unearth my 4 proper Babycham glasses (and then somehow managed to take a photo of one of the other glasses - d'oh)!

 

Anyway...here's me as the host!

 

Goldie Digger - the gold digging ex-wife...

 

 

Juan Hunkyguy - the hunky lifeguard

 

 

Paula Muscle - the randy aerobics instructor

 

 

Moe Lawns - the oddball groundskeeper

 

 

Carlo Ongas - the wacky driver (there was a last minute withdrawal so I was playing this role too!)

 

 

and Eve Coli - the intense head chef

 

 

Group Photo

 

 

And another 

 

There was a talent contest halfway through (the winner recieved an extra clue).

 

Eve Coli - amazed with her slightly stomach churning display of incredible dexterity and flexibility

Juan Hunkyguy - impressed with his ability to recall, in order, all reigning monarchs since 1485

Carlo Ongas - thrilled the audience with a successful balloon animal making attempt

Moe Lawns - entertained with his array of amusing impressions

Paula Muscle - wowed with her hand eye co-ordination and a set of juggling balls

Gildie Digger - rose to the challenge of putting an entire creme egg in her mouth and disposing of it in 60 seconds

 

...and the winner was...Jaun Hunkyguy!

 

We had a 60's inspired buffet complete with my first attempt at deviled eggs (a success!) and Bernie's psycho cheese/pineapple/pickled onion hedgehog followed by a favourite childhood dessert - digestive biscuits topped with a pineapple ring, filled with squirty cream and finished off with a glace cherry.  Trust me, for some reason it really works - and I don't even do biscuits and can't usually stand pineapple!

 

 

 

After many clues and much good natured bitchiness (even the characters who were supposed to have crushes on each other didn't seem to like each other much!) would you believe that not one of us successfully guessed the identity of the murderer - despite it being glaringly obvious when we thought about it and recalled that the very first clue they provided pretty much gave it away!

 

No, I'm not telling you who it was!