I never was much of a Ken Dodd fan, but you’ve got to take your hat off to the guy. He’s in his eighties now and still performing, still touring and even giving Celebrity Mastermind a go. He still has all that (electric) shock of hair, though it must be dyed: they’ve managed to catch him looking totally ga-ga here but he did quite well in the quiz.
The only woman contender (they always use the word ‘contender’ on MM, rather than ‘competitor’; I guess it gives the thing more gravitas) was a bobsleigh athlete who really should have stuck to her field (or slope) of expertise; instead she got baffled by the sheer vastness of Ambridge from 2002 onwards. Here’s a question they should have asked:
Why the hell did the BBC appoint the editor from hell (sorry, Eastenders) to control The Archers?
She was also very slow in answering questions, which made me wonder whether people who practise super-fast sports make up for it by being super-slow in real life.
I always count the number of general knowledge questions I get right. It’s usually between six and nine, though it does depend on how fast the competitor (or contender) answers. Too fast, and I don’t get a look-in; too slow and I don’t get a shot at enough questions. I really must write in and ask them to fix that.
Holly is due home today, so sanity will return to the house. In the meantime, I shall be starting on the radio play I’m writing for the Beeb. They have a drama window coming up in the autumn and so I’ll be working on something about Mark’s trans stuff. I think I’ll call it ‘Lost in Transition’…
PS I heard another noxious compound verb this morning: ‘to risk-assess’.