Tomorrow, tomorrow...

Well this is it. Tomorrow we're off to Granada Studios, Manchester for our first (and I hope, not our last) intellectual skirmish against an as-yet unknown academic institution. Beginning to fret and doubt about being team captain: what if I say 'nipples' or 'gusset' or something worse? (If there is anything worse to say on national television than 'gusset'.)


University Challenge is, like fish and chips or moaning about the weather, undeniably a national institution. I am proud to be a part of it, and I'm determined to enjoy tomorrow's pleasant but demanding jaunt through the vasty field of general knowledge. Just as long as I don't say 'thighs'...