Our second game of the evening was Diamant, which always raises lots of laughs/groans. This time was no exception as the tunnels seemed particularly dangerous this time. Steve got a sizeable early lead and then, as soon as he got the merest whiff of poisoned gas, he scarpered. However, his sense of smell was impeccable as time and again the braver ones among us succumbed to the green mist. Guy was the only one to really challenge him but scaredy-cat Steve had done enough to hold him off for a good win.