40 years ago today I learned what nerves really were when I opened my gob and launched a new, networked station called Channel 4. The first show was Countdown, and I’m honoured to be invited back to introduce it today. Happy Birthday
#channel4
Last time I spoke to Steve Wright I asked how he’d like to spend his last 24 hours. Deserted beach? Luxury banquet? “No contest” he said, “I’d spend it drinking soup. Pea and ham since you ask.” RIP
#Legend
Years ago I was asked if I’d like to present a BBC 2 show called 6:55. I was to replace the previous presenter, the legendary David Soul who was unavailable. I still have his signed, Panama hat that was left in my dressing room. We never met, but I’m forever grateful. RIP.
Social media can be special. Just been contacted by Lesley, a former contestant on a quiz I hosted called Catchword, who says “you saw a spark and stopped filming to make another contestant, Stewart, chat me up. We’ve been together since that night and we’re now married.” ❤️
Sorry to hear that so many good local radio presenters, producers, etc, will lose their jobs after the Global Radio announcement this morning. Any newbie wanting in to radio now has more chance of curing the common cold and solving Brexit before tea time. Shame.
Many thanks to Mr Sandhu, Mr Jogiya and their wonderful teams at Kingston Hospital. Surgery over, I’m bringing sexy back with those bottle green pressure stockings. You never lose it!
Thinking of my old Radio Clyde colleague Mike Riddoch who has passed away. A GREAT broadcaster, funny and wise, slick but intelligent, and always ready to lend a guiding ear to a wannabe like me. RIP.
We shared the same agent, had the same least liked interviewee, and he taught me the rules of cricket (despairingly) over a great lunch at Lords. A gent. RIP.
A lovely man, Vince Hill passed away overnight. This afternoon on BBC Berkshire another chance to listen to him chat about his life, an interview we did last year. RIP.
Last week my old
@radioclyde
colleague Sydney Devine, a star on stage and record, got in touch out of the blue. I’m so glad I didn’t put off replying. Today he passed away. RIP legend.
Dinner for the 40th anniversary of Channel 4 tonight. The great, the good, people who changed broadcasting, peers of the realm and … er… me. A real honour.
RIP Bill Turnbull, a great Radio Clyde and BBC colleague who battled illness for so long while raising awareness of prostate cancer. He’s left a huge broadcasting, and social legacy. He made a difference.
Bobby Ball. A lovely, very religious man who has gone to meet his maker. Last year I asked him to name the worst bit about getting old. He said” Showing an old, grey haired lady across the road and realising she’s your wife.” RIP.
Absolutely delighted that our daughter, Annalie, and her boyfriend Ben have just got engaged. Couldn’t be happier! They are lovely together and a perfect match…she’s a hypochondriac and he’s a doctor!😂😂😂😂😂😂
At Radio Clyde as a starry eyed young boy, the CEO offered me paid leave to go back to Uni and finish my degree. What a boss! Today, that man, arguably one of the saviours of commercial radio, died. RIP Lord James Gordon of Strathblane. I haven’t forgotten.
My first Christmas at
#channel4
I had the honour to introduce a new animation called The Snowman. I interviewed its very special author/illustrator Raymond Briggs, and we met again for this book two years later. A passionate story teller. His legacy lives on. RIP.
Just found a briefcase I haven’t used in 20 years. Opening it I find this inside. Somewhere there’s a poor guy called Jeremy whose life is incomplete. Apologies Jeremy.
@EamonnHolmes
One for the TV anoraks. Clearing out a drawer I found the first Christmas card sent by Channel 4, advertising some animation called
@TheSnowmanHQ
Wonder what happened to that? Happy Christmas everyone.
Heineken giving away free cans of a new lager at Waterloo. I start drinking it on the train accompanied by loud tutting all around. It’s alcohol free for goodness sake. Might break in to a slurred ‘I Belong To Glasgow’ and really shake them up.
Proud dad moment. Turn away if you don’t like parents raving about their kids. This little girl just called to say she got a First in her degree. (She gets it from me.)
A suggestion for broadcasters with unexpected time at home. Contact one of the talking newspaper charities and record articles for the blind. Upload them to the site and they can be downloaded by users at home. Makes a difference when listeners and readers are self isolating.
Last time I spoke with Steve Harley, he said he’d love to spend his last day hangliding off Beachy Head to cure his fear of heights. “Whatever happens I’ll be soaring.” RIP.
Sending loads of encouragement to staff at the new BBC Scotland TV channel which viewers have, apparently, passed by. When we launched Channel 4, our ratings were so low newsreader Peter Sissons said we’d be cheaper posting the bulletins to each viewer. Look at them now.
Hilarious. I’m in a cab, there’s a plastic safety partition between me and the driver, we’re both wearing masks, and he hasn’t stopped talking. I can’t make out a word. Just having to nod and hoping I’m agreeing with the right things. I may have signed up for pyramid selling.
On the radio talking about Christmas movie The Holiday - listener Reg calls to say he was at school with star Rufus Sewell who turned up one day with his hair dyed blond. It turned orange and he was known thereafter as Ronald (McDonald.) You don’t get info like that on R4.
In Glasgow to host a business conference and I’ve just had the hotel breakfast - porridge with whisky, and haggis drizzled with, er, more whisky. Should be an interesting day on stage. I thought I’d start with a song.
Can’t believe Les McKeown of the Bay City Rollers has died. Every time I met him he held on to the certainty that the millions owed to the band were just around the corner. What a damn shame. RIP.
So our baby left home today and moved in to her first flat, leaving mum and dad sad, obviously. But we’re discovering things we’d forgotten - like her bedroom has a carpet!
40 years ago David Dundas took 4 notes (A,G,C & A) and used them to create one of the greatest ever TV channel signature tunes and idents. To mark 40 years of Channel 4, I try to play a little bit of “Fourscore.” Happy Birthday
#Channel4
!
@Channel4
Father’s Day chez Coia. Homemade sandwiches, fresh from the oven scones, brownies, lemon drizzle, millionaire’s shortbread, and strawberries lovingly dipped in chocolate. Thinking of changing my name to Enid Blyton.
At the gym, a girl asks how I am. I reciprocate. How is she? “Really tired. I had to get up at 5 to drive my son down to Eton for rowing this morning. ” Not a conversation I remember having much in Glasgow.
To everyone who’s given up their Christmas Day to feed and entertain the lonely and homeless (like this event today in Wimbledon) thank you. You are all stars. Happy Christmas.
My crazy, bonkers wife gives me a lovely Valentine card each year, and also feigns innocence as this pops through the door every year too. She’s one step away from being turned in to an ITV drama.
Arrive for an X Ray at hospital not knowing what to expect. Hand sanitiser placed on my hands at the door with a temperature check and mask provided, appointment on time, all done in 20 minutes, The NHS. Brilliant!
Last time Scotland qualified for a major football tournament we played away at Stonehenge, William Wallace gave the motivational talk, and Rabbie Burns did the half time entertainment. But tonight? Ya beauty!!
Happy 100th birthday BBC. In the thousands of TV and Radio shows I’ve been privileged to present I’ve always known the very best people were covering my back. What an honour it’s been to work with the best.
Sean Connery dying this morning reminded me of interviewing Jimmy Tarbuck on a green at Gleneagles for Pebble Mill. We all duck when a ball flies past my ear. James Bond plays through pausing only to say “sorry but sod the chat, golf’s more important.”
It was a dream come true to have the legendary Denise Coffey (friend of the Pythons) join me as co presenter on one series of the BBC’s Zig Zag. She played an old hag who guided me, a time traveller, through history. What a star. Funny, wise, generous. RIP
Nico Wallace, the man who broke in to a house in Mansfield, stripped naked and stole a couple of beers, has been charged with burglary and possession of an offensive weapon. Good luck to the newsreader who has to read that out.
A night of celebration, fireworks, drunken behaviour, staggering home, forgetting where you live, singing in the streets, waking up with a hangover in the wrong house. Or as we call it in Glasgow, Saturday night. Happy New Year.
Debbie complains I don’t cook enough, so I made the family dinner last night and it seemed to stay down. Start the year as you mean to go on.....lesson learned and all that. I’ll do it regularly every new year’s eve.
Very happy memories of Nicholas Parsons. Having dinner with him in a restaurant was like dining with royalty. Everyone wanted to come over and talk to him. A very kind, welcoming host with the most amazing showbiz stories. RIP.
When an old mobile disco DJ pal from years ago messages out the blue and says he’s retired from the game. I reply that DJs never retire, they just get less “mobile.” Ho Ho. He then tells me that he’s lost a leg to illness. When will I learn?
#shamefaced
Just had a catch up text from a well known friend. I replied asking where she’s “appearing in panto this Christmas.” Wish I’d noticed predictive text had changed ‘panto’ to ‘panties.’
How to be Scottish. We got kicked out of the rugby World Cup. And we won’t get to the Euros next year. And our domestic champions were out of the Champions League before the school holidays finished. But....there’s always next time. We live on optimism...and porridge.
The glamorous
@DebGreenwoodTV
is celebrating her birthday today. So I brought her breakfast in bed, and I didn’t elbow her when she snored last night. Perfect husband.
I know my birthday’s coming up, but really? The Red Arrows just flew right over my house. Many thanks to whoever organised the surprise. Or is there something else on?
This morning I wished my wife and daughter a Happy International Women’s Day. I offered to make them breakfast. My wife replies “Why? Do you think we’re incapable of making our own?” Still looking for a win.
When I interviewed Derek Fowlds last year, I asked if he’d accept a “gong”. He said, “I’d just like to have an O level but no one’s given me that yet.” He also said, “I love playing other people, which is sad, because I don’t much like being me.” A modest, lovely man. RIP.
Thanks to
@phil_creighton
for discovering the BFI have found a “lost” episode of Pebble Mill At One where I dance with Danny La Rue. Let’s hope they lose it again 😀
RIP Scottish singer Rab Noakes. A great talent who everyone wanted to work with. Always quiet and unassuming, a laugh in the dressing room, the perfect guest and a lovely man.
Today’s quiz question. A couple( let’s call them Debbie and Paul) go on holiday. The hotel has separate sinks in the bathroom. Can you guess which is his and hers?
Walked in on my wife who asked “what’s the normal temperature of a human being?” I started to answer and was told to “Shut up. I’m talking to Siri.” There are three of us in this relationship.
Great call on my Radio London show from Lynn. As a small kid she was stuck in a lift for 4 hours with a celebrity. He tried to calm her by singing his famous song over and over . It was Billy Connolly. Her first gig was The Welly Song on repeat.
Er....is it wrong when your neighbour leaves out a bucket of chocolate sweets for Trick Or Treaters to steal one as you walk past? Asking for a friend of course.
Forget looking for life on Mars science. Sort this first........Spending Sunday together on long walks and then discovering that your wife has done over a thousand steps more than you because she’s got shorter legs.
Scotland and England - separated by a common language. Celeb hairdresser Denise McAdam tells me she’s been helping at a vaccine centre. She asked a guy if he’d “Had a jag yet.” He answered “ No, but I once had a Mercedes.”
Guy I know has a wife who couldn’t watch more than 15 mins of the BBC Dracula drama as she was too scared. He now puts the lights off going up to bed and makes sucking, scary sounds that terrify her and make her shriek. I really should grow up.