"It seems there are no manners at the BBC."

TV Just tweeted this (as you can see). To be fair to the person whose name I've obliterated this is almost how the BBC was run back in the decades I'm being sarcastic about. Here's a paragraph from the Wikipedia which boils down the first chapter of David Attenborough's Life On Air memoir to the essentials:
"After leaving the Navy, Attenborough took a position editing children's science textbooks for a publishing company. He soon became disillusioned with the work and in 1950 applied for a job as a radio talk producer with the BBC. Although he was rejected for this job, his CV later attracted the interest of Mary Adams, head of the Talks (factual broadcasting) department of the BBC's fledgling television service. Attenborough, like most Britons at that time, did not own a television, and he had seen only one programme in his life.  However, he accepted Adams' offer of a three-month training course, and in 1952 he joined the BBC full-time. Initially discouraged from appearing on camera because Adams thought his teeth were too big, he became a producer for the Talks department, which handled all non-fiction broadcasts. His early projects included the quiz show Animal, Vegetable, Mineral? and Song Hunter, a series about folk music presented by Alan Lomax."
Of course this is lovely in its way and if only we lived in a world were this would be possible, that someone could write on behalf of their grandson who could then be given a chance.  But then, I expect, we'd all be writing.

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