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Philip Kleimnan
Britain will hear its sixth commercial radio station the week after next when Newcastle's curiously named Metropolitan Radio goes on the air_ It
punching him on the nose for demonstration purposes he managed to fail to parry the blow in lightning Bruce Lee fashion. Instead he sat down heavily on the floor with blood streaming from his nostrils and the stockbroker anxiously asking if he was all right.
"Just a bit rusty," grunted the baron. "Start of the season. I'll soon be as lethal as ever. Right, now we'll just cid some breathing exercises and knock off till next week. Anyone want to buy tickets for the casino?"
Having paid El 0 for a month's tuition in advance, I'll naturally be going back. But at this rate I'm worried I may never be able to beat my wife and kids at the Kung Fu game.
Goodbye family, hello who?
We may have seen the last of The Family, the BBC's controversial experiment in television-verite., but surely the Beeb, having stimulated our nosey parker appetites, isn't going to leave them unsatisfied. I would be astonished if some of the more publicity-hungry companies in the country weren't already pressing on the telly men the desirability of making a new series to be called The Finn Of course, we've had fictional programmes about business, just as we've had plays about families. But the real thing still has a special spice. Naturally the featured firm would be shown warts and all; no hiding the board's balls-ups or the way the salesmen fiddle their expenses. WhereThe Family climaxed with a wedding. The Firm would build up to a takeover or possibly, the times being what they are, a bankruptcy.
Alternatively the BBC might like to consider making a series about The Union. If it wanted to film a slice of real-life skulduggery performed by a cast more articulate than the Wilkinses, it need look no further than,Equity.
Chad Babble
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