WARNING!! The following post contains references and scenes of a self-indulgent nature some readers may find disturbing.
For those of you* who missed our expertly executed slot on the Alan Titchmarsh show the arse end of last year, here follows a photo story of that televisual feast.
Our appearance came from a phone call received from Alan’s production company, of which Nick initially took as some kind of elaborate phone prank from one of our stupid pals. They were after ‘cider experts’ to appear on a homebrew slot on the show, and had unwittingly stumbled upon our site and thought that getting us on the program would be a good idea.
We accepted their generous (if naive) offer so the following day saw us hurtling** to London, all wide-eyed and giddy with fear.
Admittedly, our arrival at Paddington did nothing for the stereotypical image of West Country dwellers as we had to wrestle our Vigo cider press (Alan had requested it’s presence) through the crowded concourse like a pair of idiot country cousins.
The taxi driver didn’t seem too keen on it being manhandled into the back of his cab either, but he dutifully shipped us and ‘Alan’ (the newly christened name for our press, it’s previous moniker being deemed too obscene) to the ITV studios to begin our TV ‘day of fun’.
We’ve only now plucked up enough courage to watch the footage back (albeit under the anodyne, alcoholic fuzz that only cider can provide), so what follows is a a set of frantic, cathartic grabs we’ve taken to visually describe our ‘Big Day of Alan’.
Five things we learned from appearing on telly
1. Everyone who works at ITV is lovely. (Admittedly we didn’t get to meet Jeremy Kyle)
2. The green room isn’t green, but does have a mini fridge and a good selection of crisps.
3. Facial scratching doesn’t look good on camera.
4. Waving at autograph hunters from a cab departing the ITV centre makes them think that you are celebrities.
5. We’ve been making our cider way too strong.
*There will be many.
**Crawling. Cheers First Great Western.
Everyone has flowers growing out of them..
Dave Stewart (IS it Dave Stewart? I thought at first glance it was Eric Clapton but then thought he probably was less likely to have a great whacking tat on his forearm than the Shakespear’s Sister husband, as well as looking less like Dave Stewart than Dave Stewart does) has them exploding out of his back. That’s Dave Stewart all over – he is such a crazy maverick. (If it is Dave Stewart.) Who is that lady guest then? Did she drink the cider?
It is he. Being magnificently ‘Dave Stewart’. The other one is Kimberley Walsh, from out of Girls Aloud.
Floral parachutes…
The homebrew renaissance continues!
Viva la revolución!
Any chance of a link to watch it on catchup etc.
Sorry Simon, you could watch it on ITV player for a month, but it has now gone. It’s probably for the best…