The Party’s Over

I remember the first comic relief red nose event and went out of my way to avoid it. I have done this with every yetanotherthon that involves wealthy celebrities trying to leverage cash out of ordinary people in exchange for tedious lecturing and dire comedy. Maybe this fake charity has finally hit the rocks.

Comic Relief raised £4million less than last year on Red Nose Day – even though the charity was this year marking its milestone 40th anniversary.

The BBC announced £34,022,590 was raised during Friday night’s telethon, which also featured presenter Davina McCall breaking down in tears on live TV as she discussed her recent brain tumour surgery.

Last year the fundraising total was closer to £38million – while in 2011 Comic Relief raised a comparatively whopping £108million.

There’s a steady downward trend here. Live Aid was a one-off, and it worked for that reason. I didn’t give for all the reasons stated – and I never give to anything to do with Africa. Ever. However, as is usual, like those endless, tedious film sequels and remakes, they have to keep milking it until it’s dry, never understanding the concept of stopping when the going is good. Well, it looks as if this dreadful nonsense is finally drying up. Hopefully, it will go soon, and good riddance when it does.

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  1. Other events I do not indulge in… football finals, Eurovision Song Contest, the Oscars, Bafta Awards, Olympic Games and so on. I might be in the room when these are on the telly but I usually make my excuses and leave,

  2. My other half worked for a company supplying telecoms for children in need years ago. The slebs all got paid plus expenses. The working plebs, all doing it for free, were offered lifts home courtesy of London Cabbies who also donated their services for free.

  3. You just have to love the way that Davina McCall always manages to make any event all about her……

  4. “I never give to anything to do with Africa. Ever.”

    When I was a kid I remember seeing something on the telly featuring an African village. I was two rows of crappy huts either side of a shallow ditch which the commentary described as an open sewer. The general tone was about how unfortunate these people were, being forced to live in such squalor. Even as a child I was thinking of how the ditch could be covered over or how they could build better huts or maybe shit somewhere other than the main street.

  5. I always feel that anybody, everybody, involved in the production of these type of tear jerker programmes is a complete cynic, and in on the joke.
    Rich House Poor House, finding long lost, or even unknown, relatives, etc. Regarding that last, they always manage to find one out of the hundreds, if not thousands, of ancestors who had a tough life, of was a Real Hero.
    The interviewer and camera longing for the subject to weep. The dreadful two note piano dirge.
    Even the Repair Shop was an example until they got rid of Jay Blades.

  6. I like The Repair Shop but I’m only interested in the restorations, the human interest stories don’t interest me at all.

    • Yes indeed, me too, but as no doubt you’ve noticed, the programme is more and more about the Human Interest stories, and less and less about the actual restorations.

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