Mark Lawson Talks To Rob Brydon...

I saw this listed on the BBC iPlayer earlier today.

I was trying to imagine a title less appetising, but after a few hours doing nothing but brainstorming I can't come up with anything.

I did manage to compile a rather long list, in crayon, of about 1,012 verbs that I would prefer to see in that sentence, and at least the same number of things I'd sooner watch them engaging in rather than merely conversing. Many involved a bag of carpet nails and a polo mallet.

Has anyone else been as thoroughly shaken and disgusted by something the BBC shat up recently, that they didn't even bother to watch?

Not really Kevin. Have you bought a motorbike yet?

I'm watching it now. Thirty minutes in and Brydon is still performing. He is funny, polished and a great impressionist but my God does he love himself. An interview with Coogan would be eminently preferable. There is no insight and almost no self-reflection. I wouldn't be surprised if Lawson doesn't tip him over and show him some shoe leather before it's over.