My Mad Fat Diary inflicts utter humiliation on C4 press team - Part 1
Okay, look, we're all in favour of creativity, doing something different in PR and all that. It makes a change from the industry staple of standing around looking blonde and feeding you journos wine and vol-au-vents. But there are limits, and having to humiliate ourselves in the name of a comedy drama on E4 seems to exceed those limits. Even when the show is as good as My Mad Fat Diary (see what we did there? Subtle, huh?) But no, smartypants creative type Lyndsey Honour thought we should all bring in pictures of our 1990s selves, and share them with the world, due to the fact that My Mad Fat Diary is set in the 1990s. (And no doubt also due to the fact that she had already managed to find an acceptable picture of herself from the decade).
Anyway, here, for your delectation and our humiliation, are the pictures of the Channel 4 Press team (with a few game marketing types joining in too - bravo!) in their 1990s glory. Some of us were already in our 20s, others were mere babes in arms. But all of us looked, to a greater of lesser degree, absolutely ruddy awful. There is only one saving grace: I think if it had been 1980s, I would have looked even worse.
One more thing: ask yourself this: Head of Press Jane Fletcher manages to be on holiday just as our 90s pictures are due to go up. What fashion horrors did she have to hide, that were so bad she's travelled halfway across the world to avoid them. (Or to Magaluf, anyway - she claims Argentina, but we know her better than that.)
So, here goes nothing... The following collection of geeks, weirdoes, hippies and losers, is in alphabetical order.
Alex Dyche - hasn't changed a bit. Still wears a onesie to work and sleeps in a nappy.
If you have seen the film The Imposter, it is cleary about Alex Walker-Sage. He couldn't look less like his picture if I'd posted up an image of an ocelot.
This is literally the only picture Alex Wells could find from the 1990s where she's not clutching a bottle of malibu and a bucket.
Becky Allin has turned out relatively normal for someone who grew up in a family without faces. Relatively...
Yes, Benjamin Ward, if I looked like that, I too would be attempting to blend into any doors I happened to be passing...
I happen to think this Benjie Goodhart looks amazingly handsome. But that may just be because it's, er, me. (Okay, even I can see I look like a t**t).
Cecile Quinney on a one-woman mission to prove that the French are, in fact, as utterly without style and panache as the Brits. Magnifique, Cecile!
Charlie Fearn would like it known that he scored a blinder of a goal in this game. I would like it known that his earsdo actually look like that without the headband.
Charlie Palmer was a veritable laugh-riot as a teenager. He could even exude joy from a sitting position.
How weird that Daisy Mount knew Becky Allin's family!
Donna Mathews positioned herself strategically close to the drum kit and tried to look moody, to convince the viewer that she spent her free time drumming rather than combing the hair of her extensive My Little Pony collection.
Interestingly, the young Emma Fawcett was actually a ventriloquist's dummy.
See the foliage in the background? Nikki Neate's just been dragged through it. Backwards.
Immediate disqualification for Jamie Fry, for managing to look really cool in his picture. Happily, though, he has since lost all his teeth, and walks with a Zimmer Frame.
For part 2, click here. If you can bear it!
My Mad Fat Diary is on E4 on Mondays from 14th January at 10pm