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Boo-Hoo. Adrian Chiles shows a wobbly bottom lip.
Over the last 30 years the BBC has stealthily assumed the mantle of the nation’s cultural and social anthropological arbiter. This has encouraged them to foist on their listeners and viewers certain performers – mostly in the non-talent-related field of presenting – of minority types to which they feel we should become accustomed and appreciate. A recent example of this activity is the adoption and promotion of the untalented, blubber-lipped, dim-witted, mono-toned, unfunny, unattractive fatso, Adrian Chiles.
Slowly, inexorably as the style wizards at the BEEB have let it be seen that Chubby Chiles represents a suitable role model for our young and impressionable, his flabby frame has been increasingly exposed – until they have given him an early prime time slot on the One Show, a kind of Blue Peter for almost-grown-ups, to which a well-groomed orang-utan could not fail to draw knackered and desensitized viewers after a hard day’s work.
But someone up there in White (Ivory Tower) City has at last spotted that Chiles is about as exciting a performer as a plate of blancmange, and they’ve thought it expedient to replace him on the all-important Friday show with the idiotic but immeasurably more watchable Chris Evans (despite the Ginger One not speaking Brummie, Ulster or Geordie.)
Chiles’ blubbery lower lip is reported to have gone all wobbly at the news. He says he doesn’t want to do the other days if Evans does Friday sitting next to the perma-grinning Christine Bleakley. The BBC are said even to have offered him his own Friday night Plug-Whinge-And-Fart Show – what they like to call a Chat Show.
Incredibly, Chubby Chiles is on a £1m a year contract. It is contemptible that the Corporation should chuck our money around to people like this without even asking us. I challenge them to provide any evidence that there is a demand for Chiles, or others like him – e.g: the grim Mogadon that is Stephen Nolan, brought over from Belfast at great expense every week to turn off the listeners of otherwise perky Radio 5 Live for four hours over the weekend.
If Chiles walks from the One Show – which he is mercifully threatening to do – don’t be surprised if they try and slip Nolan in – another dreary fatty with no manners and a bowl of French fries on each shoulder.
And this is not the first time I’ve had to talk about this…
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AUNTIE applies boot to Jezzers' Aris
The BBC are hinting that they may, at last, throw out Jezzer, his lads and their dreary boys’ toys show. TOP GEAR has been a boring, repetitive act of automotive onanism for years and Jeremy Clarkson’s a worn out old Pranker.
He’s been making the same jokes, prodding the same shibboleths, reiterating the same un-PC mantras for years. They were funny-ish ten years ago. Now they’re just a yawn.
James May, reluctantly to give him credit, has shown in other programmes that he can be a good, inquiring presenter.
But the little fella, Hammond is as thick as porker’s poo and dull as a bucket of skimmed milk, as the chat-show folk discovered when they had him on after his silly crash. Where on earth did the BBC find him?
Even more puzzling is the BBC’s discovery of the blubber-lipped, dimwitted, monotoned, unfunny, unattractive fatty that they have thrust on us – just to show who’s in charge – in the form of Adrian Chiles -one of their most inexplicable recent discoveries. I guess it is – laudably, of course – to demonstrate their fairness in offering equal opportunities to blubber-lipped, montoned, unfunny, unattractive, overweight, dimwitted fatties.
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