BACK-TO-BACK BLUNDERS – BBC Breakfast leaves viewers “Laughing through the Pain every morning”!
BBC Breakfast has been branded a ‘clown show’ by fans after a weather reader bolted off set during a live broadcast – and a ‘car crash’ interview left viewers cringing.
Hosts Naga Munchetty, 50, and Charlie Stayt, 63, presented Friday’s installment of the daytime news show.
And meteorologist Matt Taylor was forced to abandon his weather forecast due to a technical blunder which saw him flee the stage.
The segment started smoothly, but the illustrative graphics were absent from the screen.
‘Now, if we can just get these graphics to work,’ Matt said, before adding: ‘Are they going to come up? Well, if you do the forecast almost backwards…’
The host then dashed off set to fetch another remote, but his efforts proved futile.

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BBC Breakfast has been branded a ‘clown show’ by fans after a weather reader bolted off set during a live broadcast

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Meteorologist Matt Taylor was forced to abandon his weather forecast due to a technical blunder which saw him flee the stage
Good-natured Matt carried on regardless, saying: ‘No, it doesn’t want to work, but anyway, let me just tell you quickly.
‘Next week, we should see a bit more sunshine around, certainly across southern and eastern areas of the country.’
Matt promised he’d be back for more once he got the graphics to work, but host Charlie asked: ‘What happens behind there?
‘Everyone’s wondering now you’ve nipped off and you came back out. Do you keep some things there?’
Matt revealed he keeps a selection of ‘clickers’ off set, and concluded he’d ‘sort it out now’.
Elsewhere on the show, crime novelist Lynda La Plante was discussing her latest book release The Scene Of The Crime.
Having researched forensics for her novels, Lynda explained animatedly: ‘If you have blood spattering, you could get an expert that deals only with that, and they could walk in and see pooling, splattering-‘
But she was interrupted by Naga, who quickly warned her: ‘Careful! It’s breakfast.’

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Crime novelist Lynda La Plante was repeatedly interrupted by host Naga in an interview that left watchers reeling
Good-natured Lynda seemed unfazed, and laughed: ‘Sorry!’ but it wasn’t long before Naga delivered another blunder, forgetting the name of the hit crime series inspired by Lynda’s most famous book.
‘In the book, when you have the forensic expert come in who runs the team and has this history, there is a little bit of discomfort in terms of how the team responds,’ Naga begins.
‘When you were writing for, erm… Oh my goodness, how have I just…’
Co-host Charlie then chimes in with the correct name: ‘Prime Suspect,’ and Naga says, relieved: ‘Prime Suspect – thank you.’
Still undeterred, Lynda continues with the inspiration behind her book, saying: ‘What I loved in The Scene Of The Crime is he’s not dead – he’s alive! The victim is alive!’
But Naga scrambles to prevent Lynda from revealing the central surprise, speaking over her to say: ‘Don’t spoil it! Don’t spoil it, don’t spoil it because there are, as usual, many twists.’
Frantically segueing into another line of enquiry, Naga asks awkwardly: ‘Do you ever – I avoid, often, crime and murder novels because I get squeamish.’
‘But this isn’t too much for me. I can only speak for myself. Do you ever think there’s a limit? You wouldn’t go too far in terms of description and squeamishness?’

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Naga then delivered another blunder, forgetting the name of the hit crime series inspired by Lynda’s most famous book
‘A limit of the horror?’ clarified Lynda, before answering: ‘I think there is my own limit.
‘We can give a name to virtually every reason for a crime, you can say they had a horrible background, an abused child, or psychological problems, but there is no-one that can ever say “This is what made evil”. We haven’t got it.
Charlie then asked Lynda: ‘We’re almost out of time. Do you think you would have made a good detective yourself?’
But Lynda insisted she would be ‘dreadful’, adding: ‘I talk too much and I think I’d get awfully upset.’
Fans of the show weren’t impressed, and rushed to social media to express their disapproval.
One wrote: ‘Never, ever let Charlie ad-lib. F***ing disaster every single time.’
Another said: ‘Who needs to go to the Edinburgh Festival when you get a clown show every day in Salford on BBC Breakfast?’
And a third chimed in: ‘Car crash interviews with Naga and Charlie. Episode 456.’
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