I had a relatively injury-free career at the national broadcaster. The worst thing that ever happened to me during a live hit is that my boots once froze to the lake I was standing on. This happened while I was covering a dog race at a local festival called the Caribou Carnival, which also featured muskox burgers and seal sausages. (This is all true.)
Fortunately, I was never in TV broadcasting.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Adventures in live TV
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