I turned on the telly earlier on to catch the Teletext. (Yes I still use Teletext, sometimes the PC takes a while to boot up!) Whilst I was making a cup of Coffee, I suddenly heard a familiar name mentioned in the background- that of my Best Man. (My only Best man, I've only been married once). I wandered through, went back to picture, and there was my old mate doing strange things with giant pots.
I immediately reached for my Mobile to give him a ring- it is a long standing tradition that I have to try and catch him out live if I spot him on the box but of course I never do as he is too much of a consummate professional these days to fall for that. (or, more likely, he pays people to take care of it).
However, after I had finished taunting his voicemail, I noticed that he was talking to Richard and Judy. (Actually, it was Fern Britton and Philip Schofield but why let facts get in the way of a good story?) As I watched, he picked up a potted palm and said-
"Look at the nuts on that!"
at which point Fern said "so to speak" and Philip pulled a face as though he had just discovered (with some discomfort) where Gordon the Gopher had been hiding all these years.
Monday, March 12, 2007
That made my day...
Dewey Analogue minor celebrities, namedropping
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It's so easy to make these comments - and then realise as you're saying them what you're saying.
But there's posh: knowing someone who's on'telly
Liz, have they not got screens near the entrance at your Supermarket? David waves to himself every week.
Knowing Dave Domoney, it wasn't a slip as otherwise he would have corpsed. Not as much as I would though.
When those screens first came out, husband was a constant embarrassment trying to do Harry Worth type things.
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