I am writing this from a windswept cliff’s edge and have four types of blood on my shins alone. This is an adventure in anyone’s language, but is anyone here to film it? Oh no. They’re too busy filming the Ian Jones show.
See the man with the bottle? I met him earlier in a dugout and he’s just done something shocking. Will you ever get to find out what? No, you will not.
Let it be known that this documentary will not be going anywhere near the red light district of Amsterdam. The reason for this is complex, well, it’s not actually. It’s fairly simple. I was the director of a hidden camera show in 2002 “shag and shoot” which involved British celebrities visiting prostitutes and running off without paying. Suffice to say that Jonti Bloom is persona non grata in the area and will be camera operating with his hood up.
And then Dawn said she wanted to meet sibling #1, a fella called Ian. Don’t know how they are going to recognise each other. Dawn seems to think she will know. Female intuition she calls it.
‘The 27 siblings I never knew I had’ was the headline that miraculously landed on my desk. A couple of phone calls later and Jonti Bloom’s bagged himself another all-expenses paid trip in the name of light entertainment.
Bonza!
I wasn’t quite sure what was happening but Dawn took me to this place where she received the big news…….