Popstars

Plastic pop moppets Hear’Say may have been the Poundstretcher Fleetwood Mac, but I loved them all. Even Shrek.

Working on the official website (for Granada Broadband), I drafted house style, editing and contributing daily content charting the trampled dreams of brittle tykes.

High points: UK’s biggest webcast – at that point – with 70,000 participants; Working with resident agony uncle, Darius ‘One More Time’ Danesh; and making a blink-and-miss appearance in the final episode
playing Smack My Bitch Up on the spoons holding the beacon for a bright, digital future.

Revered as innovative – even though it was New Faces with a modem – Popstars started the reality vote show avalanche, so every time you watch a 19-stone beautician dressed as Shakira, think of me.