Melvyn’s plaything has been axed.
Surely nobody will mourn its demise. It’s been a joke for years, shoved out at the arse end of Sunday nights, shorn of all dignity and respect, spending two thirds of each series profiling whichever D-lister was propping up ITV’s schedules that week.
Besides, it stopped taking itself seriously when it binned off the full, glorious version of the theme tune and started using that weird, abbrieviated one with no title sequence and just one boring graphic.
The last good one was the edition in 1992 about how Sgt Pepper was made, with George Martin pissing around with a giant recording console at Abbey Road.
Here’s Melvyn and friend toasting his smugness, yesterday: