Barry Soper’s exaggerations of my courtship with Brigid on Good Morning may need some clarifications. First, Brigid and I are not engaged, and if we were, you’d hear it from me, and probably on this blog first. Secondly, I haven’t made plans to propose prior to her flying out to the UK, something that might just freak her out.
   But the lads and I on Good Morning do want to shout out again to Amber Bradley, who is getting radiotherapy and a small dose of chemo. Good luck, Amber, and we are with you! (And the weather outside is lousy, so you are not missing much.)
   In case anyone is wondering, the segment yesterday was delayed till 10.15 a.m. as Barry and Paul ignored advice and took State Highway 2 to Avalon, and got caught up in the landslide, which blocked part of the motorway. Natch, yours truly got there on time by using an alternative route, though I noted on my return that the motorway warning sign at Johnsonville requested people to use an ‘alternate’ route. To a New Zealander, alternate is a verb, alternative is an adjective. The Queen’s English and all that rot.
   Finally, it was too early for me to sing Bing Crosby tunes, though I hope viewers enjoyed the reference to High Society. Posted by Jack Yan, 07:08  permalink

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