It turns out I am the joke card. And my two out of ten for fame refers to four programmes I don’t do any more, so where am I now?
I got a big LOL from my elder daughter by text this week. This could only mean one thing: the joke was on me. Attached was a photo of a Top Trumps card with my picture on it. I suppose I should have swelled with pride about featuring in a pack of something called Weird Crushes: British Hunks. Given my scores, though, this wasn’t possible. Here they are in full: for sex appeal, three; one each for charisma and style; a respectable six for likability; and a two for fame.
“What are these marks out of? Not 10, surely?”
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