I've hit the bullseye

What does a boy do in-between football and dinner for a few minutes on a cold Saturday evening? That's right, if you are of a certain age, you find yourself sitting in front of the telly watching a 40-year-old episode of Bullseye on a satellite channel whose name you can't remember.
Admittedly, it's not everyone's idea of a great night in. But who cares? For a few fleeting moments, it was the perfect antidote to modern-day living and the dullness of watching Championship football.

Show compere, Jim Bowen, was in his element guiding and encouraging competing pairs to do as well as they could when throwing their darts in pursuit of 'Bully's star prize' – and the contestants played their part perfectly. They were courteous, quite shy – and very likeable.
SMOOTH OPERATOR: Jim Bowen was the perfect quiz show host – professional and oozing warmth.
The quality of the prizes offered to the contestants was one of the big reasons I found myself transfixed. You can forget your million po...