The BBC should draw at least two important lessons from this year’s Wimbledon.
One, don’t elevate relative rookies such as Emma Raducanu to world-beating superstar status, because
when they’re getting schooled (in Round 2) by a seasoned pro you’ll have to hastily row back on your fangirling or even do something daft like blame the windy conditions.
Two, don’t shunt BBC1 programmes over to BBC2 just so you can show Andy Murray getting spanked (in Round 2) by a giant American fella whose serves are raining down like greeny-yellow meteorites.
In the first case, the viewers may think you’re silly – especially when your crestfallen commentator marks Raducanu’s defeat with a way over-the-top, “The brightest smile in Britain is snuffed out for this year.”
In the second case, the viewers may actively despise you – particularly fans of The Great British Sewing Bee.
Wednesday’s last-minute channel switch was about as welcome as a wink from Dominic Raab so, hopefully, the schedulers will make amends next year by not placing the stitching contest in the shunting zone in the first place. Because if the high standards achieved by this year’s show were anything to go by, next year’s run could be even better.
It wasn’t just the impressive talent of the latest bobbin-botherers.
The judges seemed more involved and up for a laugh than previously.
The challenges were more interesting for the casual, non-sewing viewer. And new host Sara Pascoe made me laugh 20 times, which increased the total number of times she’s ever made me laugh to almost 21 times.
As for the result, it was always going to be between the one you wanted to win (Debra) and the one you felt would win (Annie).
Annie duly lifted the trophy, but, for me, Debra scooped the real prize the minute her mate Lisa whispered, “People will ask for your autograph in Co-op.”
Shoppers of Anglesey: Do not let her down.
PS. Re Patrick Grant admitting, “Most of my parties these days are parties for one.”
No shame in that, Pat. Just remember to shut the blinds before you begin.
