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Don’t ask me what possessed me. But on the very same day that I was invited to meet The Queen of England at Buckingham Palace, I applied to appear on the Weakest Link and managed to get through the audition process three months later last February.
They said it could take up to two years to get an invitation to appear on the show and after hearing nothing for seven months, I finally got the dreaded telephone call: “Hello, Paul. It’s Laura from Weakest Link. Congratulations! We’d like you to appear as a contestant on Weakest Link. Are you free on Wednesday 17th September?”
I actually wanted to hang up the phone, but after much humming-and-ahhing, I agreed to meet The Queen of Mean – the ice-cold host Anne Robinson – she who must be obeyed. Armed with her usual infamous put downs and razor-sharp wit, I guess you could just call me masochistic.
Now I’ve signed away my rights to any embarrassment I might make of myself on national television and there’s absolutely no guarantee that I’ll come anywhere near walking away with the cash, or that I’ll even last beyond the crucial first round. What do you think?
I’ll tell you all about it in a later post. Pray for me, won’t you!
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