Good morning, lovely reader! How are you today? Love the bag, by the way. Where did you get it from?
Tomorrow my flat mate Ash and I will be returning to Elstree to film our second episode of Pointless. (For those of you who don’t watch the show, everyone records two shows because you get two chances to go through to the final. Very generous of the producers, no?) I am very excited about this, but also very nervous. You’d think that having done it once before I would be able to swan into the green room and make myself right at home, chat chummily with the make-up lady, wave coquettishly at Alexander Armstrong and generally ooze confidence, charm and wit. (Sounds exactly like something I’d do, doesn’t it?)
In reality, I will probably fall gracelessly into the studio, make no verbal sense until Ash has force fed me at least three of the complimentary green room coffees, have a sulk because I have’t done enough revision and generally panic about sounding like a moron in front of Alexander Armstrong, whom I absolutely adore.
The last time we went to Elstree Ash and I had a blast: the people were all really nice, the food was good and the experience as a whole was very interesting. However, because we know what to expect I am hoping that Ash and I will both feel more confident the second time around. This time I hope that I remember to tell Alexander Armstrong how much my brother and I enjoy his and Ben Miller’s RAF pilot sketches, and that I manage to do so without coming across as slightly weird.
Revision? Yeah, I should probably do some of that…but I have The Armstrong and Miller Show boxset, so you know… priorities.
Have a glorious Wednesday! May your professional interactions be productive and courteous.