Super. Smashing. Great. An audience with comic Jim Bowen

It’s 1983 and it’s Sunday teatime. Sausage, chips and beans. It’s cold outside and there’s school tomorrow but in the living room the curtains are closed, the fire is on and the telly is burning bright.

“It’s a Bullseye, and here's your host... Jiiiim Bowen!”

Life really doesn’t get much better than this. (Full Story...)