The TV weather forecast on BBC Scotland is delivered, on occasions, by none other than Judith Ralston or Miss Whiplash as her fans call her, or just plain old JR. A couple of weeks ago when it was much colder and a bit icy Judith regaled us all with a tale that she “had herself, slipped in an unlady like manner earlier that day”. (I suggest a good old Scottish dialect version is a tad more colourful – “Judith skited oan the pavemint”.
Anyone manage to video that? I’d suggest if they did, get it on You Tube and you’ll beat the number of views managed by that white suited singing chap from the far east very, very, very significantly.
However, the other night poor JR had a coughing fit during her weather forecast. Not to worry though because she had a way of managing the situation. She spoke at 200 words per second. I’d no idea what the weather was going to do, not that that matters of course.
Anyone manage to video that? I’d suggest if they did, get it on You Tube and you’ll beat the number of views managed by that white suited chap from the far east very, very, very significantly.
She handed back to the wooden top male anchor we sometime get on the BBC Scotland news of an evening. “What a trouper” he said and no doubt he was fed the comment via his earpiece. I’m sure he’s a nice guy and his mother loves him but he’ll never make a TV news presenter if he does the job every night for one hundred years. That won’t stop the BBC putting him in front of camera though.