It's been a strange week, to say the least.
kakapo, has been taking the world by storm and made this endangered flightless
We knew at the time that Sirocco's little outburst would make good television, but had absolutely no idea that it would attract quite so much attention. Meanwhile, Stephen has taken to calling me the Kakapo Porn King and I am slowly getting used to people coming up to me in the street and asking if the scars have healed.
also marks the end of the series - with our search for the blue whale in
point of the series, of course, was to retrace the steps I'd taken with Douglas
Adams twenty years earlier - and the final programme was the only time we
didn't actually do that. We should have gone to
Last Chance to See was a series about endangered species and conservation, of course, but six hours of doom and gloom television ranting about all the terrible things we are doing to the planet, just wouldn't have worked. Few people would have watched and many of those would have switched off halfway through. But our hope was that, by mixing extremes such as these - the silliness of Sirocco mating with my head, the sheer joy of encountering a blue whale and the shock and sadness of the Yangtze river dolphin disappearing before our very eyes - we could make a series about conservation without anyone really noticing that it was a series about conservation.