Monty’s Award – February 2024 Blog
I have been thinking about having my own television chat show for my next career step, but a bit of rehearsing was needed, so I planned out a potential podcast and got stuck into it. Have a scan through the transcript and see what you think. Unfortunately, it is only a transcript because when we were filming, Hesbehindyou forgot to press record, so we had to reconstruct it from memory.
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Monty: Welcome to my first guest, Gold Claremont. <audience will theoretically applaud>. You have had a couple of nice wins lately.
Gold Claremont: Yes.
Monty: Any more planned?
GC: Maybe.
Monty: Going to gives us any clues?
GC: Newcastle.
Monty: Well thanks for coming on the show.
GC: You are an uncredible interviewer.
Monty: Thanks very much.
GC: No, I said uncredible.
Monty: On that note, let us welcome our next guest, Flemen’s Tipple.
Flemen’s Tipple: Thanks, Monty.
Monty: I notice that you have finished second a lot.
FT: That snide remark wasn’t in the script. I was supposed to come on the show, tell everyone about my latest project, and end with an amusing anecdote.
Monty: Really? It’s my show, I don’t want that.
FT: Anyway, I had been in the pub with Mel Gibson, and Mel was designated driver so he had only had like six pints and a scotch…
MA: Get off my show.
FT: With pleasure.
MA: Now for our last guest, a brand new friend of mine, Cresta Cat.
Cresta Cat: Far out, man.
MA: I have not asked a question yet.
CC: Just chill, brother.
MA: Don’t know what all this acting American is, you were born in Newmarket.
CC: It’s not where you come from, man, it’s where you feel from.
MA: What does the future hold for you?
CC: It’s frothy, man.
MA: Cresta Cat, thank you for your time. And you can ALL join us next week, when the guests will be Ben Kingsley, Cate Blanchett and Finnegan’s Garden. Oh for pity’s sake…
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I think that went well. There are a few rough edges to be smoothed, and I have demoted Hesbehindyou from producer to warm-up act. But on the whole, a solid start and I could have found my new niche.
This week’s question comes from Mr J Corden, somewhere in America. He asks, “Can Flemen’s Tipple come on my programme and tell his Mel Gibson story.” And the answer of course is no. Flemen’s Tipple will not fit in a shoebox in Buckpoehogee, Wisconsin, and nobody wants to hear about Mel Gibson. Except maybe Mel Gibson.