Comments on: "It's constituency was the drunk, unemployed insomniac, student, loners that understood my passion for the minutia of television."

"It's constituency was the drunk, unemployed insomniac, student, loners that understood my passion for the minutia of television."

fearfulsymmetry — Wed, 21 May 2008 09:54:21 -0800

The classic post-pub television program of the nineties, In Bed With Medinner had a simple format - Bob Mills would present and comment on clips from the many documentaries he had made over the years.

Many highlights are here, but I would recommend: Muggy Bonehead Christian Flat Sharers The Great Missenden Riots Silas Heavy Metal My Son's A Grass Mr Farmer - Part One, Mr Farmer - Part Two Miss Anglia 1979 Kevin The Ladykiller Punk Son The Yorkshire Disco Dancing Championships

By: octothorpe

octothorpe — Wed, 21 May 2008 10:33:53 -0800

Post-pub == Late Night?

By: Artw

Artw — Wed, 21 May 2008 10:53:03 -0800

Yes. Post-pub == You are drunk or otherwise impaired, and anybody sensible or with a job is safely in bed.

By: Jofus

Jofus — Wed, 21 May 2008 10:53:42 -0800

It was utterly awesome, and I'm looking forward to wading through these. Great find!

By: vbfg

vbfg — Wed, 21 May 2008 11:31:16 -0800

Fantastic post. One look at Bob Mills and I'm immediately on a bedsit floor picking bits of kebab out of my shirt and wondering where the king size skins are.

By: Bookhouse

Bookhouse — Wed, 21 May 2008 11:34:47 -0800

That Muggy Bonehead one is interesting. So's the idea of specific "post-pub" programming. I wonder what the ads were for. When I went to college in a small college town, the local Fox station played a full hour of The Simpsons every night at midnight, and the ads were 100% for pizza delivery places. That's called knowing your audience.

By: Artw

Artw — Wed, 21 May 2008 11:39:53 -0800

You should see The Word. It's an express elevator to hell, going down...

By: fearfulsymmetry

fearfulsymmetry — Wed, 21 May 2008 11:48:57 -0800

I wonder what the ads were for. I seem to remember a lot of 'If you're sat at home alone, there's people waiting to chat on the phone' Sadly now 'post-pub' entertainment consists of utter bilge like The Mint ripping off the drunk and stupid.

By: Artw

Artw — Wed, 21 May 2008 11:49:12 -0800

Fun times.

By: Hogshead

Hogshead — Wed, 21 May 2008 17:05:48 -0800

I loved that show. Primetime hit Harry Hill's TV Burp is pretty much the same programme, only less geeky and more obsessed with soap operas. Before I met her, my first wife had been a presenter on a cable-TV health show. Apparently the night before our wedding Millsy showed a clip of one of her appearances, a piece to camera while she received colonic irrigation. Had I only known, I would have taken it as an omen and called the whole thing off.

By: bifter

bifter — Thu, 22 May 2008 05:42:33 -0800

I grew up in Great Missenden. Never seen or heard or this before. Ker-azy. O_o

By: Grangousier

Grangousier — Thu, 22 May 2008 05:57:34 -0800

I wonder what the ads were for. I seem to remember a lot of 'If you're sat at home alone, there's people waiting to chat on the phone' There's something I've always wondered about one of those... It was for a gay chat line (the one memorably parodied in Father Ted), and there was an array of the kind of men that potential customers might be interested in - a muscle mary, say, a little fellow in lycra trousers dancing around, someone with a handlebar moustache ... and a man in a white coat with a clipboard. Later on the man with the clipboard was edited out, but what was he doing there in the first place? I'm sure I'm not imagine this, although I was very drunk.