After last nights’ 4 hour drive to Bydgoszcz (no, I can’t pronounce it either) I was glad I resisted temptation to stay in my hotel room and put my head down – it’s a beautiful city with old timber warehouses, rattling trams and bridges criss crossing the winding river.
We were up at the crack of dawn this morning to make our way to another picturesque town – Torun – to film at their gingerbread museum. I love gingerbread. It was a childhood highlight of mine to be treated to a gingerbread man at the local bakery (there’s not much else going on in Rustington-On-Sea), so I was looking forward to a chance to stuff my face all morning. Turns out that Polish gingerbread is a slightly different beast and is made with honey, not sugar, so I soon stopped sneaking bits into my mouth while Naomi and I attempted to make our own traditional gingerbread shapes (gingerbread men aren’t a “thing” here, so I made a feeble attempt to create a horse and carriage instead). Finished the item off livening things up for the museum staff by dressing up as a gingerbread man and having Naomi chase me round the place trying to eat me. Probably not quite what they were expecting when they first arranged for the prestigious British Broadcasting Corporation to pay them a visit.
In the afternoon we headed back to Bydgoszcz to film at their soap museum. Our songwriter Richie had written a brilliantly funny song for us where Naomi and I play 2 closet clean freaks who love cleaning and can’t get enough of the museum’s mangles, washing machines and 100 year old soap. With a resigned shrug Naomi dressed up in our identical costumes that resembled something out of a Mr Muscle advert, proving once again that she is one of the least fussy presenters in the business. I’ve lost count of the amount of ridiculous things we’ve made her wear. She always seems to come off worst out of all our presenters and she’s truly a kids’ TV legend.
With a final shot involving us spraying each other in the face with squirty cleaning bottles it was a wrap for filming on block 4. I should have given our director Mark a pat on the back for all his great work over the last couple of weeks, but I decided to squirt him in the face instead (I didn’t want him to feel left out).