3-2-1
I've just watched a repeat of the very old gameshow 3-2-1. In my house, growing up, the TV ruled in the evening. And we always watched 3-2-1. It's a bizarre combination of show tunes, quiz questions and clues that make the head hurt. I've found an example online:
Clue: "The Arches Might Provide A Clue, Not Strolling But He's Going Too", (accompanied by some sheet music.)
Solution: "Well the first three letters of arches might have been clue enough,
but we also said not strolling but he's going too.
Well if you take away HES from arches, all you have left is ARC.
If you rearrange that with the sheet music,
you're left with 'Music Maestro Please'.
So what do think that means? Maestro! The British Leyland Maestro!
You've rejected the car!"
I watched with mind boggling. Ted Rogers made lots of sexist jokes, and told one couple that '£10 is better than a smash in the face', the clues were impenetrable, although the wining couple turned down a clue with a star attached which read 'you'll be in the winning with this one' which did turn out to be the star prize of a Vauxhall Nova. And I just thought of how much the world has changed in the last twenty years. We used to watch this stuff. Bloody hell!
The winners eventually won a rather tacky looking four poster bed. Although as this was the 80s, it might have been the height of style. They didn't look that thrilled so perhaps I'm not that wrong on it. And all the contestants were 'couples engaged to be married' - I wonder how many of them made it.
It all looked like a happier and more innocent time. Oh, dammit. I set out to write a post that's a little more lighthearted than my recent woes, and end up contemplating the state of the world.
Bugger.
Clue: "The Arches Might Provide A Clue, Not Strolling But He's Going Too", (accompanied by some sheet music.)
Solution: "Well the first three letters of arches might have been clue enough,
but we also said not strolling but he's going too.
Well if you take away HES from arches, all you have left is ARC.
If you rearrange that with the sheet music,
you're left with 'Music Maestro Please'.
So what do think that means? Maestro! The British Leyland Maestro!
You've rejected the car!"
I watched with mind boggling. Ted Rogers made lots of sexist jokes, and told one couple that '£10 is better than a smash in the face', the clues were impenetrable, although the wining couple turned down a clue with a star attached which read 'you'll be in the winning with this one' which did turn out to be the star prize of a Vauxhall Nova. And I just thought of how much the world has changed in the last twenty years. We used to watch this stuff. Bloody hell!
The winners eventually won a rather tacky looking four poster bed. Although as this was the 80s, it might have been the height of style. They didn't look that thrilled so perhaps I'm not that wrong on it. And all the contestants were 'couples engaged to be married' - I wonder how many of them made it.
It all looked like a happier and more innocent time. Oh, dammit. I set out to write a post that's a little more lighthearted than my recent woes, and end up contemplating the state of the world.
Bugger.
posted by Princessduckling | 2:27 PM
1 Comments:
From recollection the clues worked less as a source of assistance and more as an opportunity to make a random guess based on nothing whatsoever.
It's entirely coincidental that I appear to have stumbled across the Challenge? channel and am currently watching Laughing Ted and his groovy naturally chestnut hair.
We've had a high-kicking dance routine, a 'hilarious' scouse comic with a great line in car theft jokes and now I'm watching a cardboard box with a woman in it, honest, being stuck through with all manner of pointy sticks.
If being shot of all that is the price of progress, it's a small price to pay!
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