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The best piece of advice you've been given?
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Never try and roast an aubergine in the microwave. I ignored this very good advice and spent four days cleaning out an egg plant massacre.
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Do you remember the first time? |
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I don't even recall the last time.
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Your best ever blag?
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I did once pretend to be the niece of a former prime minister of India at an airport check-in in New Delhi.
I desperately needed to get back to London. The clerk was being particularly useless and had lost my reservation. I happend to have the former PM's home number and address with me (he had thrown me out of an interview earlier in the week for being impertinent). I told the check-in man that if he didn't get me on that plane I would make him explain it to my uncle when I phoned him - it was 5am, the politician in question had a reputation for rage... I got an upgrade. This makes me a very bad person, right?
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Your worst on air nightmare?
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So many to choose from. I do remember hosting a really heated TV debate once with the Indian and Pakistani ambassadors over the hijacking of a passenger plane - quite a coup to get them on the same show.
As soon as the recording was over one of the technical crew came out from the gallery and explained that for some reason the sound hadn't been recorded. Both sides cried foul and accused us of sculduggery or espionage or something. It was a nightmare. We were up to our eyes in angry diplomats making frenzied phone calls. Had to do it all again and it was written up in the newspapers like some Le Carre plot.
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Who would you fight at 5 live? |
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I have this image of a St Trinians style food fight - bring 'em all on.
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The title of your autobiography? |
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"Harry Potter" - I think this might help with the sales.
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