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There was a "warm up" guy on before to warm the crowd up who was like a smaller slimmer version of Peter Kay, only not really very funny... at all. He was so far up Richard Whitelys ass the top of his head was brown.
They have very slack security, I never once had to show my ticket, I didn't get asked if I had a bownie knife or buretta in my pocket and they didn't have any bloody refreshments.
The set has no walls, it's just a big white curtain dragged around the set - utterly cheap. When the letters "DFS" came out, Carol Vordeman exclaim "Linda Barker, she gets into bloody everything" - they had to cut and re-shoot it to avoid being sued. Richard Whitely tried to hump a young woman in the crowd with his stubby pot belly hanging over her face.
Carol is quite nice in person though, she was talking to the crowd whilst Richard was rubbing butter on his hairy pimp chest or something. The guests were Paul Zennon the magician (who did a few OKish tricks) and some wierd fidgetty woman.
They didn't give us any decent freebies, just an Argos style pen and a countdown notepad.
Gruff.
There was a "warm up" guy on before to warm the crowd up who was like a smaller slimmer version of Peter Kay, only not really very funny... at all. He was so far up Richard Whitelys ass the top of his head was brown.
They have very slack security, I never once had to show my ticket, I didn't get asked if I had a bownie knife or buretta in my pocket and they didn't have any bloody refreshments.
The set has no walls, it's just a big white curtain dragged around the set - utterly cheap. When the letters "DFS" came out, Carol Vordeman exclaim "Linda Barker, she gets into bloody everything" - they had to cut and re-shoot it to avoid being sued. Richard Whitely tried to hump a young woman in the crowd with his stubby pot belly hanging over her face.
Carol is quite nice in person though, she was talking to the crowd whilst Richard was rubbing butter on his hairy pimp chest or something. The guests were Paul Zennon the magician (who did a few OKish tricks) and some wierd fidgetty woman.
They didn't give us any decent freebies, just an Argos style pen and a countdown notepad.
Gruff.