Search results

Fortunately I missed that as I couldn't take any more of the rambling and switched channels.

The merciless teasing of Charles "Charlie Charleston" Hopkins by Andy continued last night. Near the end of the DIY session Andy ruefully looked at the camera and remarked that they wouldn't be able to the spray painter as they only had a couple of minutes and "Charlie Charleston's got to get...

Best one I heard from Mikey Boy was while he was selling a bundle of cheap socks "If yer wanna stop getting holes in yer socks...cut yer toenails"

At times you wonder if there's even a director there at all. I was watching Andy the other evening and it was blatently obvious that he wanted a close-up of the product to be shown. It look about 20 seconds for them to come up with the shot. Andy's quite easy going when mistakes like this occur...

Nobody tells "the story of tanzanite" quite as well as James.

I certainly wouldn't like to work with him. I would imagine he can be quite a bad-tempered old sod off camera. A man who's lived for decades off the reputation of a not particularly startling career at the BBC. Trouble is, a lot of Bid's audience are too young to remember those days now...

They were certainly working Charlie Charleston hard tonight - two whole hours with Andy in which he gave his "greatest hits" of just about every product demonstration he has done on Bid so far...even Blue Magic got another run-out ! I wonder if he's going to get a presenting gig soon? Andy was...

What...you mean you're not tempted by the prospect of the fantastic "£1 at 1 a.m." event ! Tch, Tch...

Ahhh.Sally Jacks...or Jelly Sacks as she is known in our household, for a couple of reasons :cheeky: I think she's going for glory while James Russell's on paternity leave.

Blimey, hiding her light under a bushel, or what?! She was on selling the food processor today and while Andy was doing his usual looning about she was preparing some cake mix. Andy happened to mention that cake-making was all the rage again, what with the Great British Bake-Off and all, and she...

Yes, it's a mystery indeed why someone who used to have a bit of sway on the channel isn't dropping a few gentle hints to other presenters to rein it in a bit. I get the impression after 12 years he could do the job blindfold if he wanted and prefers just to amble through his sessions now, even...

She'll know what's going on I'd imagine, but who wants to be unemployed these days? It would be interesting if Bid did a job-swap day and let the assistants do all the presenting and vice-versa. There might be some surprising results. Whoever was on with Peter that day would do better than him...

Comment by Andy to the chef today when she was trying to be serious and ignoring his jokes "It's usually light and airy, this cookery bit, but it it's like being on Radio 4 with you today" (after a bit of a debate about horsemeat - while she was demonstrating the mincer !)

Only decent presenter on there. I like how he admits it a slow session, like today when he said to the chef "Looks like it's just you and me here today".

I've only seen this pair once on Bid and couldn't tell you who's Alan and who's Barry tbh. When I saw it the one without the glasses (who seems to do most of the work) developed a hacking cough while he was describing an item at great length. All you could hear after that was the one with the...

Ryes and Sherlock - right pair of charlatans. Sherlock looks even more like he could do with a good wash and a shave tonight. And Ryes managed to get the phrase "pocket-sized" into the preview before 10 o'clock...might be a good idea to have an early night tonight.

I think they must be locked into a fixed price for this item with the deal they set up with Dole for having exclusivity to the product. I think I've seen them do it once at the same price without P and P - they probably had to take the hit on that themselves. It doesn't seem a bad product...

For me, fat, jolly avuncular type dishing out good advice to his patients in his country practice with a twinkly smile over his half-moon gold-rimmed specs...:sun: ...then as soon as the surgery door is locked, he's off like a shot to the cellar, wielding a big leather strap and threatening...

Wasn't it said back then that the globes were incredibly flimsy...made of glue, papier mache and assorted landfill...or something like that?

Neigh, lad, neigh...more like "Don't Worry, He's My Step-Grandad Volume 8"