The Name’s Bond

‘THERE should be some statute of limitations on reality TV shows, a specified period after which participants have to fade back into the obscurity whence they came.

‘Brrrrrrring, Brrrrrrring!’

A kind of celebrity alarm clock that rings loud when a person’s 15 minutes of fame are up.

If there were, Jennie Bond, former BBC Royal correspondent and runner-up in I’m A Celebrity earlier this year, would not be asking for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for you, Jennie.

But deaf to all she does not want to hear, Jennie continues to cash in on her few moments basking in the celebrity sunshine.

She has recently returned from a lecture tour aboard a cruise liner, she has begun filming a candid series about the Royal Family for five, and ‘she may do a show with I’m A Celebrity sparring partner Lord Brocket’.

Of course, even with British television in the parlous state it is, we know that that is a programme that will never be made.

But with the aid of Hello!, Jennie can at least keep the pretence going as she shows us round her south Devon home.

The 53-year-old has given up her job with the BBC and moved out of London so she can spend more time with husband Jim and 14-year-old daughter Emma.

And these days when the phone rings and it is the BBC on the other end of the line, Jennie does not have to rush off.

‘It’s a liberating feeling,’ she says. ‘I’m in control now.’

But what happens when they stop calling, Jennie? What will you do when the only thing you can hear is a deathly silence disturbed only by a faint ringing sound..?’

Posted: 21st, April 2004 | In: Reviews Comment | TrackBack | Permalink