Oooh oohh!
I went to a job interview in London a year and a bit ago. I arrived at Paddington station at some ungodly hour of the morning, and (can't remember his name) from GMTV was standing around with a camerman, soundman and producer, obviously waiting for their next live 'slot'.

I quickly phoned Mrs 8-ball, and told her to turn to GMTV and wait. As soon as they went live, I stepped in behind the presenter and gave the finger to the camera for a good 5 seconds. The producer followed me as I walked away, and told me off, saying she couldn't believe someone of my age could be so childish. Woo - that told me, then.

A bit crap, but it certainly freaked out Mrs 8-ball.
(8-Ball, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:50, Reply)

does this count?
I was on the local news a year and a half ago whilst taking part in a war protest.
(pk, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:45, Reply)

'Bunty Magazine'
Photo of me with my hobbies & interests in the penpal section :(

Gah what was I THINKING!

I was 10 though...

Still got it somewhere!
(Mogg Questioned her own sanity on, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:45, Reply)

gay, but not in a happy way.
Last week, those two gay Scottish interior designers were filming in the house across the road from my flat. They were filming the shot of them mincing down the street, talking piss. I found it really funny to shout “ BUMMERS” loudly out my window, then duck and hide behind the curtain, as any real man would. I did it 8 times, every time ruining the shot. They laughed the 1/2 time, by the 8th time; the dark haired one shouted, “FUCK OFF”. Somewhat stunned, the only reply I could muster from the safety of my curtain based hiding place was a loud “GAY LORD”. That showed them. They gave up after that and went in side. Although, I did ring the doorbell and run away. I only hope my homophobic heckling makes the final cut. If ever you watch a show of theirs from Edinburgh, listen out for “bummers”. That’s me. My mum will be so proud.
(Jeeves, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:40, Reply)

Dull sunday drama
I was walking home from work one afternoon through Hemel Hempstead's 'Old Town' and walked past the flowershop that they turned into a restaurant for the BBC shite sunday police-drama "Pie in the Sky". Samantha Janus was being filmed jumping into a green BMW convertible and I narrowly avoided concussion with a lamppost through gawping.
(Frustrated IT Support Person - now with added network support., Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:39, Reply)

Kilroy
I was in the audience for the Question Time Euro Election Special in Sheffield, amongst the guests was the celebretary racist Robert Kilroy-Silk desperately trying to get himself elected (for the good of the country). When David Dimbleby pointed to me to ask my response to a question I instead ask Kilroy if he had the choice would he rather get elected to the European Parliment or get is old show back on the BBC. He ignored the question and said he'd rather not be ruled from Brussels, the tanned twunt.
(Bringing Sarcasm To The Masses (Valis), Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:39, Reply)

Lucky escape...
I had free tickets to the PGA golf at wentworth the other year, and was minding my own business walking down the side of the fairway when the bloke in front of me suddenly fell to the ground, face first into the mud. Turns out Monty had hit him in the head with a miss-judged shot.Anyhoo.. the ball lands 6" from my foot, in the trees. Camera crew, ambulance crew etc turn up, guy gets carted off to hospital, I get to be on the 6 o'clock news... Cool....
(w1rral, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:36, Reply)

Documentary
I was in a BBC documentary called open spaces where they spooke about children watching x rated movies. In my innocence I ticked box after box of films i had seen including films like Friday 13th and Porkys!!!

Good thing I didn't get my mum in trouble.
(manny fagnet, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:34, Reply)

blue peter and LB
I was once in the background on blue peter when they were filming the london to brighton run. richard bacon had just been sacked so there was a bit of a crowd heckling them!

i should also be on the second series dvd for little britain dvd as i went to the last night of filming and had front row seats. they filmed the audience a bit (held an impression competition) for the dvd.
( moogy boobles, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:30, Reply)

The local paper.....
For one reason or another, my year 6 primary school class was class of the week in our local paper (although the feature didn't appear for another 6 weeks or so, so we can't have been that good). Anyway, I was sat at the front right of the photo they were taking, and I thought it would be a laugh (actually, knew it would be a laugh) to stick my fingers up at the camera as the shot was taken. They took several shots, but they never noticed whilst they were taking them that I was being a rude little boy indeed. Anyway, the picture that they finally put in the paper (and was therefore the best) was one of me with my middle finger clearly up, with everyone in my vicinity laughing their bollocks off.

Fortunately, this was a paper my parents never read, so I was surely off the hook. Unfortunately, my dad's friend does read it, and so after being informed of this misdemeanour, my dad stops off at a newsagent (on the way to our holiday destination, no less), buys the paper, looks at the picture, and gives me a good rollicking. Was still worth it though, because I flipped the bird to the whole town, even if I didn't get the same attention in the press as that BBC executive (who just copied me, the useless twat!).

No apologies for length, because frankly, I couldn't give two shits.
(Keiths Dad, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:30, Reply)

Lucky
When the Queen visited Sydney a couple of years ago my wife wanted to take our 2yr old daughter to see her in town. I was working, so I ducked out of work for 1/2 hr to tag along. It was raining that day, so I took a work umbrella, and lots of people the next day said they saw that umbrella on the news (but no-one saw me luckily).

Another time I was in the City to Surf (a fun run about 12kms long I think, with masses of people), and parts of it were televised, and they caught me for 3 seconds running along. I saw the tape of this one, and I looked pretty good for an unfit bastard, but that was helped by the fact that I'd just started running again after 5min walking. This was after I was overtaken by a wheelchair, and a babe in a lifesaving boat on a trailer, being pushed by the lifesaving club. I couldn't even keep up with them to perve. Still, I looked fit on film, and that's what counts.
(Skippyfillet, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:10, Reply)

Disney Club
Was in about 2nd year at school and our class was picked (for some unknown reason) to appear on the first ever Disney Club show (was shown on Sunday mornings). All I can remember about the presenters was the bird was Stan Boardman's daughter (Andrea Boardman - now diappeared from life never mind telly).
Anyhoo, they wanted to film the last shots for the show and they needed someone to act like a barman (polishing glasses) behind a bar type prop thing. Can't remember if I volunteered or not, but it was me anyway.

Anyhoo, I was to do this while 80's liverpudlian songstress (I use the term loosely) Sonia was miming along to her newly released ditty.

Anyway, good old Scottish Television had installed false floors. This is important. So, there I am, all cheesey grins behind this fake bar. Now this bar had a set of shelves behind it (also behind me), which they had placed sets of stacked glasses. So, off Sonia goes with the bass of her song rattling everything and everyone within a 3 mile radius (as I said, false floors). Needless to say I'm polishing away happily while watching the ginger dwarf do her thang when all the glasses behind me start to fall off the shelves due to the vibration and smash on the floor behind me. I look desperately at the floor manager who has a look on his face that basically says I don't give a monkeys chuff if you look like a moron and carries on filming.

Needless to say it was all caught on the tape and I looked a complete twat! Worst of it was too was my whole class blamed me for it, asking "Why did you throw (!!) all those glasses on floor? That was pretty bad on Sonia like!"

EH!???

Mentally scarred for life and hate Sonia, but who doesn't/didn't! No apologies for length or girth because apparently it doesn't matter! ;)
(McPhisto, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:58, Reply)

Voyager porn movies.
Lots of them. I wish I was joking.


/beware of camping.
(I didn't do it, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:57, Reply)

Thinkabout Science
I was on the "It's A Magnet!" episode pretending to fight in the background while that old woman tutted about, er, well, magnets I assume.

I never saw the tape :(
(rpophessagr, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:53, Reply)

Casulty
I was an engineer at Brunel collage in Bristol where they film casualty,
While working late in the welding shop I headed out for a ciggy and saw an open door, upon exiting I was greeted by several doctors, an ambulance and the full camera crew.
I had walked out of the fake hospital entrance. The director called me a c*nt.

Then several years later, I was at working at aerospace. Again working late, I was heading out of one of their huge hangers. When the main door opened, so “again” I walk through. Only to find carol baker and the Record Breakers team filming the opening of the biggest doors in Europe.
Unfortunately carol didn’t call me a c*nt
(JLB8, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:49, Reply)

Ashes to Ashes
I was in the background of a few shots on Angelas Ashes, although the thing was supposed to be set in Limerick, the beginning street scenes were filmed in Cork City on the street I lived in at the time. They even had to bring in rain machines, as it was lovely sunny weather at the time.
The film was just as appaling as I expected it to be, as well.
(DeGremlin, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:45, Reply)

meh
ice cream van, jingle, parents, glance,



fame
( The Lurker Plenty One, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:42, Reply)

Southampton FC recruit Alan Ball
When I was at Uni we lived a stones throw from Southampton's old ground, The Dell.
They had just appointed Alan Ball as their manager and this was one of the headline stories on the Local News.

"....I'm Mike Bushell and tonight on South Today, I'm at the Dell gauging reaction to the appointment of Alan Ball"

This prompted us all to pile outside and up the road to hang around the ground ready for the live outside broadcast. At which point me and my purile mates and every other like minded individual in the neighbourhood tried our best to appear on camera and if we couldn't just shouted "Alan Ball" in high pitched voices....
The boys from the Beeb weren't too amused.

I also made a two second apperance in the Wonder Stuff video - "Welcome to the Cheap Seats"
(Pearly Pearl, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:41, Reply)

First series of Last Of The Summer Wine
Aged 2 being pushed across a bridge in my pushchair. If only it were a bathtub.
(Browbeaten, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:36, Reply)

now magazine, baby!!!
yay, first post and what a corker!

I was snapped in the gym behind some wrinkly old bint who was doing some feature for now magazine, she was trying to be all smiley whilst sweating like a fat lass at a disco & cycling her little heart out,

then the photographer came up to me and said 'you'll be famous now son'

REALLY, so I smashed his camera into his face a la harry and scarpered in a blacked out benz *last bit may not be 100% fact*
(mort110, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:23, Reply)

My PhD supervisor is a publicity-whore...
...and appeared on the local ITV news talking about a special schools open day we had in the chemistry department. And so did a small part of my bright-orange gloved hand. Fame at last!
( giant_squid, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:13, Reply)

i was on bargain hunt
not in the background, but on one of the teams with the rest of my housemates. we applied never thinking we`d get on it...

tim wannacot really IS that camp and orange (lovely chap, tho). and we DID make a profit because my mates dad regularly visits auctions and so is more than familiar with the bidding process...he kept on pushing up the bidding against a phone bidder on an item we should have got screwed on then ducked out towards the end. 5 quid profit. back of the net.

probably the gayest thing ive ever done (to be screened march next year).
(widdy, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:02, Reply)

Our Mate J-Q
has just finished filming in London as Johnny Depp's , Which is not that interesting, except that 'The Mighty Quinn' has the physique of a nine year old anorexic after lent.
( Lord Manley of Ven www.justgiving.com/manley - please?, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:01, Reply)

I've been in the audience for Kilroy...
they bussed us over from Uni (we're only a few miles from where it was filmed) and we proceeded to eat and drink all of the hospitality despite the fact that it was supposed to be for the guests, not the audience! We also kept pratting about in the green room.

Once it got to filming one of my friends got asked a question by Kilroy on the spur of the moment... heh, the crap he came out with made us laugh like hell!

Umm, yeah... I'm quite clearly in the background.

Oh and in real life Kilroy is even more orange, self-centred, obnoxious, etc etc. than he is on telly!
( King Ralph is drunk, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:01, Reply)

In the background of a news report...
...from a lab where I worked, transferring prettily coloured water from one tube to another to look all scientific. Saw the report on the TV - while the newscaster was giving his voiceover anyone who could lipread would have been able to see me ask the cameraman if I looked like a numpty pipetting this orange shit! No idea if anyone complained...
(Chuffdog, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:01, Reply)

I was in
a background shot of a top* BBC comedy called "Bernard and the Genie" starring Alan Cummings (before he went on to do Goldeneye) Rowan Atkinson and Lenny Henry. I used to spend hours just staring at the single frame of film that I was in.

Oh, and I was also at friend's boyfriend's party a couple of months ago where they filmed footballers' wives. Unfortunately I missed filming by about 2 weeks.





*May not have been
( Soup and a Sandwich, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 13:00, Reply)

I once ruined a take of "Truly, Madly, Deeply"
We walked in front of the camera in the bit where Juliet Stephenson hops along outside the Royal Festival Hall. She gave us a look that could freeze blood!
We told them all to fuck off on the grounds that "you c*nts don't own the fucking South Bank".
We were in a hurry to get to the pub!
(Doctor Evil, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 12:59, Reply)

I was on the News once
In york, I was visiting the Railway Museum, and there was a news crew there, they were talking about some exhibit that was on loan to the museum, and for some reason they thought it qualified as news. I could be seen in the background, but only for a split second.
( Squiggy Alloria makes theme parks., Thu 11 Nov 2004, 12:59, Reply)

Blue Peter woe
I had a mad dog. He had to go to obedience classes.

In six weeks, Snoop learned a) how to sit on command b) not to sniff the other dogs’ arses and c) very little else. It was clear that he was less than a model student.

Then it was announced that for the following week’s class, there would be a Very Special Guest. John Noakes, Shep and a Blue Peter camera crew would be coming down to film a doggy obedience class. We were to be on best behaviour, and arse-sniffing would not be tolerated.

Come the big day, half of the village turned up for the filming. Those of us taking part in the filming were greeted like Wonka Golden Ticket holders, with a mixture of wild applause and thinly veiled envy. Then Noakes turned up with Shep in an open-topped Triumph Stag. He was, at this time, at the height of his powers as the coolest guy on Earth, and he was hailed with a deafening ovation.

Shep may have been behaving himself and acting the consummate TV professional, but the other dogs in the class certainly weren’t. The TV cameras, the lights, the crew, the disruption, and not to mention half the village hammering on the windows made for very twitchy canines. My sixth Scary-sense was twitching. Something unusual was about to happen.

“Get down Shep!” shouted Noakes.

“Get down Snoop!” I countered, closely followed by “BUGGER!” as the little sod slipped his collar and set off on a grand tour of the hall sniffing arses as I floundered in his wake.

Flailing several yards behind my quarry, I could only watch with horror as Snoop’s nose connected with Shep’s superstar arse while the masses outside could only howl with laughter. Then, his arse-sniffing duties complete, Snoop went for the master. The red mist was down. Noakes was in his sights. I couldn’t look.

This time Snoop ignored the celebrity arse and went for the leg. John Noakes’s leg. The leg that had jumped out of airplanes, climbed Nelson’s Column, had plummetted down a bobsleigh track at ninety miles per hour. The leg that had quite possibly nestled against Valerie Singleton every Monday and Thursday on the Blue Peter sofa. My dog was screwing John Noakes’s leg.

“Get down...err...dog!”

Fair play to the four-legged pervert, he clung on for dear life, a determined look on his face, while TV production people tried to separate randy dog from the talent. We were asked to leave.

None of the other dogs tried to shag Noakes’s leg, the bloody traitors. It was hours before they finished filming and the crowds out outside melted away so the pair of us could leg it home.

School for the next week was predictably hellish, especially when the item on dog training was shown on Thursday’s edition of Blue Peter. Virtually all of my friends had managed to get on TV as part of the crowd peeering in through the windows, while I was edited out completely, and didn’t even get a Blue Peter badge for my pains. My humiliation was complete.
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 12:57, Reply)

Come on Down....
I'm in the 'Price in Right' audience on the first episode of the new series of Little Britain.

I was also a 'student in background' on an episode of Touch of Frost. wha-hey!
(FlashG, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 12:55, Reply)