While I’ve been practicing my ski-ing skills, I’ve been thinking about something else that’s going downhill fast.
If you watch any or all of the three breakfast TV shows you’ll know that one has a roster of presenters so personality-free they’re practically invisible, who alternate reading lines from the autocue, occasionally turning around to talk to the weather lady on the giant TV behind their red sofa. The banter between them is so contrived it makes an Agatha Christie plot seem simple.
On another channel (which rhymes with ‘Sigh’- something I do whenever I tune in) they absolutely love ‘Breaking News’. Thankfully, 90% of these interruptions are just an excuse to give the presenters a break from delivering the same news items every 15 minutes.
And then….there’s Good Morning Britain – a show built around extended ads for competitions offering huge cash prizes and luxury cars.
Throw in some lightweight interviews, showbiz gossip and Piers Morgan talking loudly over everyone else and it’s harmless fluff.
Well I thought so until last week when throughout their Valentine’s Day edition, viewers were promised a ‘Celebrity Wedding’ would be happening ‘Live’ on the show.
Exciting? I nearly had a second round of toast!
However, when it was time to introduce the celebrity couple, it seems their flight from L.A. was delayed, because instead of two famous faces, on walked a spray-tanned couple I’d never heard of, from a ‘reality’ show I’ve never seen, both dressed in white.
When I say ‘dressed’, she was wearing a white bikini and he was wearing white shorts. But to show he was taking his marriage vows seriously, he also wore a black bow tie.
As I reached for the remote to switch off, I heard a strange noise coming from my TV.
It was the bottom of a barrel being scraped…
From now on it’s BBC Radio Wales for me every morning.