I’m often told I should go on Mastermind. Although this isn’t a compliment (it’s actually a very polite, and very British, way of asking, ‘Can we talk about something else now?’), I still take it as one. Whenever someone mentions to me that I ought to audition for a spot in The Black Chair it tells me that, conversation skills aside, I’m at least on course to be the kind of person I’d like to be. If someone told me I should try out for The Weakest Link or, worse, The National Lottery: In It To Win It, I’d take it either as an insult or a suggestion that I really should engage in some sustained self-improvement.
To describe why I love Mastermind, it’s necessary – or at least easiest – to point out why I dislike virtually all other television quiz shows.
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