meant her questions would be on Medicine. Which of the celebrities, Barrett Doran asked, did she think would be best qualified to help her on that subject? Nick Jeffries volunteered his services, saying that he had always fancied nurses. Bob Garston said he’d got a badge for First Aid when he’d been in the Boy Scouts. It was all very riotous. Trish Osborne shrewdly chose to be helped by Joanie Bruton.
Tim Dyer’s lengthy scrabbling in the box produced an opera hat. Nobody knew instinctively what subject this suggested, and Barrett Doran had to explain that it was the sort of hat worn by a first-nighter, so it meant Tim would be answering questions on the Theatre. So who was he going to have helping him? Well, it didn’t seem too difficult to come up with an answer to that, did it . . .
when they actually had an actress on the panel
? Tim Dyer chose to be helped by Bob Garston.
‘Right, so, Trish and Joanie, we start with you. And here’s your first question: Which part of your body would be affected if you were suffering from galucoma? Glaucoma.’
Joanie whispered to Trish.
‘Your eye.’
‘Yes, that’s right. Glaucoma is a disease of the eye. Well done. Forty pounds to add to your growing total, Trish. Over to Tim and Bob, and your questions, remember, are on the Theatre. Here’s your first one: Who was the first actor ever to be knighted? The first actor ever to be knighted?’
A hurried consultation was followed by the answer, ‘Henry Irving’.
‘Henry Irving, good. Yes, that is the correct answer. Henry Irving became
Sir
Henry Irving in 1895. Well done. Back to the lovely ladies . . .’
It was nip and tuck all the way. Joanie and Trish missed out on their third question: How do you spell psittacosis?, but Bob and Tim couldn’t do it either, so the scores remained level. The men couldn’t get the answer to their third either. They didn’t know which actress once played Hamlet with a wooden leg. Trish, prompted by Joanie, identified Sarah Bernhardt. One ahead.
The ‘lovely ladies’ couldn’t answer their fourth; nor could the men. But the men got their own fourth answer right, so, with one question each to go, the scores were once again level.
‘Right, ladies. Your last question,’ said Barrett portentously, ‘who was the Roman God of Healing and Medicine?’
Trish Osborne looked totally blank. Joanie Bruton’s pretty little brow wrinkled as she tried to dredge up some distant memory.
‘Have to hurry you. Who was the Roman God of Healing and Medicine?’
Joanie whispered to her partner.
‘Was it Hippocrates?’ asked Trish tentatively.
‘No, I’m sorry, it wasn’t. The correct answer was Aesculapius. Aesculapius was the Roman God of Healing and Medicine.’
A spasm of annoyance crossed Joanie Bruton’s face. She recognised the right answer and felt cross with herself for not having said it.
‘So it’s over to the gentlemen, for a question which could win for you, Tim, not only a nice lot of money to add to what you’ve already collected, but also a champagne weekend in Amsterdam to add to your video-recorder and camera. Not only that, if you get this question right, you will also take part in our
Hats In The Ring!
finale, with a chance to win this evening’s Super-Duper Star Prize – the Austin Metro!’
The audience exhaled a long sigh of gratified materialism.
‘So here is your last question on the subject of Theatre:
From which of Shakespeare’s plays does the following famous line come – “Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more!”?’
Tim Dyer looked as if he knew, but, cautiously, he double-checked with Bob Garston. They both seemed to be in agreement.
‘Henry V
.’
‘. . . is the right answer!’ screamed Barrett Doran. The audience erupted into applause, through which another jingle played.
‘Oh well done, Tim. Well done, Tim and Bob. But, ladies and gentlemen, a round of applause for our gallant loser. Thanks to Joanie Bruton, who
Tim Dyer’s lengthy scrabbling in the box produced an opera hat. Nobody knew instinctively what subject this suggested, and Barrett Doran had to explain that it was the sort of hat worn by a first-nighter, so it meant Tim would be answering questions on the Theatre. So who was he going to have helping him? Well, it didn’t seem too difficult to come up with an answer to that, did it . . .
when they actually had an actress on the panel
? Tim Dyer chose to be helped by Bob Garston.
‘Right, so, Trish and Joanie, we start with you. And here’s your first question: Which part of your body would be affected if you were suffering from galucoma? Glaucoma.’
Joanie whispered to Trish.
‘Your eye.’
‘Yes, that’s right. Glaucoma is a disease of the eye. Well done. Forty pounds to add to your growing total, Trish. Over to Tim and Bob, and your questions, remember, are on the Theatre. Here’s your first one: Who was the first actor ever to be knighted? The first actor ever to be knighted?’
A hurried consultation was followed by the answer, ‘Henry Irving’.
‘Henry Irving, good. Yes, that is the correct answer. Henry Irving became
Sir
Henry Irving in 1895. Well done. Back to the lovely ladies . . .’
It was nip and tuck all the way. Joanie and Trish missed out on their third question: How do you spell psittacosis?, but Bob and Tim couldn’t do it either, so the scores remained level. The men couldn’t get the answer to their third either. They didn’t know which actress once played Hamlet with a wooden leg. Trish, prompted by Joanie, identified Sarah Bernhardt. One ahead.
The ‘lovely ladies’ couldn’t answer their fourth; nor could the men. But the men got their own fourth answer right, so, with one question each to go, the scores were once again level.
‘Right, ladies. Your last question,’ said Barrett portentously, ‘who was the Roman God of Healing and Medicine?’
Trish Osborne looked totally blank. Joanie Bruton’s pretty little brow wrinkled as she tried to dredge up some distant memory.
‘Have to hurry you. Who was the Roman God of Healing and Medicine?’
Joanie whispered to her partner.
‘Was it Hippocrates?’ asked Trish tentatively.
‘No, I’m sorry, it wasn’t. The correct answer was Aesculapius. Aesculapius was the Roman God of Healing and Medicine.’
A spasm of annoyance crossed Joanie Bruton’s face. She recognised the right answer and felt cross with herself for not having said it.
‘So it’s over to the gentlemen, for a question which could win for you, Tim, not only a nice lot of money to add to what you’ve already collected, but also a champagne weekend in Amsterdam to add to your video-recorder and camera. Not only that, if you get this question right, you will also take part in our
Hats In The Ring!
finale, with a chance to win this evening’s Super-Duper Star Prize – the Austin Metro!’
The audience exhaled a long sigh of gratified materialism.
‘So here is your last question on the subject of Theatre:
From which of Shakespeare’s plays does the following famous line come – “Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more!”?’
Tim Dyer looked as if he knew, but, cautiously, he double-checked with Bob Garston. They both seemed to be in agreement.
‘Henry V
.’
‘. . . is the right answer!’ screamed Barrett Doran. The audience erupted into applause, through which another jingle played.
‘Oh well done, Tim. Well done, Tim and Bob. But, ladies and gentlemen, a round of applause for our gallant loser. Thanks to Joanie Bruton, who
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