I’ve not really been able to write about Brain of Britain much, due to not being sure whether I should. After last year’s news that the production team had left, I let the whole thing go. And then a few months ago I got the chance to apply again.
I did an online audition (let’s call it a quiz and a chat with some Radio 4 listeners on zoom) and didn’t hear back. They said I might not. That’s fair enough - there must be plenty of people more suited to a high level radio quiz than me. I was, if anything, just relieved. Okay, slightly rejected, but not enough that it bothered me. Even this week I found myself wondering whether I would reapply again next year, and quietly concluding that I probably would not.
Well. Yesterday I got an email to say I have been accepted for 2026. More than likely (if the dates work out) I will be one of the 48 candidates.
How do I feel? Well my reaction was a sinking feeling - not because I’m disappointed or anything, but mostly because all that pressure I’d been relieved of came flooding straight back. Don’t misunderstand me - excitement too. After all this has been a long journey, and it was something I very much wanted to do. It’s just now a bit real.
I’d really like this to be fun. I hope it will be. I’ll meet some people, learn some things. Looks like I’ll need to go to London for my heat but I’m not certain of the date yet. Will I get an answer wrong that all my friends listening will know? Probably. Should I even tell them I’m on? Probably, though it won’t be broadcast until Autumn I think, so maybe they’ll have forgotten by then. Is it a good thing for me to do, to challenge myself and do something a bit different? Course it is.
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