Sunday, 27 November 2011

Got up right early on sat to beaver across to Sky TV studios for the privilege of reviewing the papers. 

However the lure and urgent need of mascara, foundation and socket line applied by a make up professional came first - leaving me with NO TIME to read the 4 stories I was expected to select and then review.

A very nice but anxious researcher hovered while my socket lines were addressed before offering (through only slightly clenched teeth) to choose the stories for me? Well I’d only just sat down and I wanted to choose my own stories thank you. The make up girl hovered with her sponge mid air – ‘Ok then you choose ‘em then,’ I reluctantly caved in – but not really wanting to do the ‘Mousetrap on tour’ if I’m being truthful.  

Worse to come – we  were about to go on air – radio pack  now firmly tucked in my pants  by a scurrying radio person who seemed to be doubling up as an everything else person saying cheerily “what else can go wrong this morning”  while I’m chasing the researcher  for the photocopies of the selected stories she’d selected   (she’d gone off with the top copies ) before I practically  snatched two of them out of her hands and dashed off to the sofa. 

A nice man journo  from The Express Michael Booker mercifully was doing  the papers as well and  - having avoided  all the shortbread  in the green room I noticed unlike me  -  offered to bale me out should push come to shove. It did.

Michael did his first story (properly) and then  the presenter  turned to me and said “and what’s your view of the strike, Helen?” Well that hadn’t officially  been my story  had it - but I mustered a response ‘Yes definitely’ I said  and waited for the subject to move on to the Mousetrap. It didn’t – The nice presenter swiftly moved to the story I hadn’t read since it hadn’t yet been photocopied about a son stealing money from his Mum to buy a house. I lamely said ‘well it's always a tricky one when a son steals from his mother isn’t it?” The stable and kind presenter did closure by saying ‘and of course there’s more info on that story that we haven’t time for…’

However for the second paper review slot me and Mike (I call him Mike now) cosied  up to share views about the plethora of ‘perfect Christmas countdown chef instructions’ across all the red tops by varyingly rich TV chefs.

Mike  was sure that in his office real men didn’t like to cook the turkey for more than two hours (controversial)  –  and as we  continued to debate this topic  in the studio together as a team I felt I had finally arrived  

I do hope I’ll be asked back  - I  felt I brought something  to the table…

Next week will be at the screening of the recent  Ab Fab  shows -  unfortunately I have had my fringe cut too short –  and it’s SO scary to attend anything glam with a short fringe – but  nevertheless doable  for  free fiz. 

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

More Photos from S4C Cariad@Iaith:Love4Language

Tweet your captions to me @HelenLederer and I'll feature the best ones on this blog!

"You said watch the birdy, but that's DEFINITELY not a birdy you've got out there..."

"Helen certainly didn't expect her dessert to be delivered on all fours"

Lots more photos on the Cariad@Iaith:Love4Language facebook page! Guess who's wearing stripy tights

Saturday, 12 November 2011

My return to Big Brother Bit on the Side  (Vanessa Feltz was double booked opening a ski run) required being a judge of artwork of the contestants. All of them drew a pair of eyes.  I wondered if they could draw other body parts as well? Then decided best not encourage... Sex food and body emissions are not best represented in crayon on card.

On Big Brother's Bit on the Side

My return trip to Wales for Cariad@Iaith:Love4Language out on Christmas Eve required being part of a house party in Laugharne where all the walls were painted in Farrow and Ball or ‘Farrow and Brown’ as my friend Melanie stated firmly (I let it go but only because she’s famous and play’s someone’s Mum in ‘Gavin and Stacey’) – we made mince pies in Welsh and sang about them in Welsh to keep the focus on us rather than the pies - then on the last night we listened to Lowri Evans' beautiful voice (I bought her CD and then left it there) and I morphed into a drunk free and single girl swaying to the music, shouting (in Welsh) and flirting in that way only older people do when they think they are in a house party away from home. Nothing happened and I missed the charades. Trying to persuade S4Cariad that an Easter reunion would make great viewing.

Me and Mel Waters (famous welsh actress in Gavin and Stacey)  walking in matching
 warm coats to see Dylon Thomas’s boathouse . It was locked.
I'm in awe of this man -which is why as you can see I'm
 wearing a false nose so he won't be too attracted

My plate is clean so now considering carpet