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Miranda Hart webchat: Wednesday 17 October, 1-2pm(437 Posts)
Finally... and in response to popular demand, we're delighted to announce Miranda will be joining us for a webchat on Wednesday at 1pm. In her first book, Is it Just Me? Miranda shares a wealth of awkward experiences that have punctuated her life, from fashion choices, through to first dates and getting to grips with the etiquette of spa days.
Send your questions to Miranda and share with her your own awkward moments in life. After the webchat we'll ask Miranda to choose her favourite and the winner will receive a signed copy of her book.
Thstd my wuestion.
Bear or bare?
Bloody phone. Bloody fat gingers.
We all watch "Miranda " although DH tuts loudly and sighs when DD and I laugh .
However , I know he likes it because ... Last Sunday , eating our nice roast I leant across the table to pick up my
large glass of wine , and managed to dip my breast ( I was dressed obviously ) into my gravy .
DH snorted with laughter , and said " oh FGS , you're just like Miranda "
Perhaps you would like to use that in the next series ?
My question .... With the last episode of The Great British Bake Off last night , do you like to bake , or do you prefer Strictly Come Dancing ?
I went in a holiday cottage with other families and spent the whole weekend calling this man 'Dave' when his name was in fact Colin. He didn't correct me. Adding insult to injury, he had once asked me out when we were much younger and I turned him down. Poor Dave!
Did you get a lot of attention when you're out? Do you have to go out in disguise?
I love Miranda, it's fab.
Hi Miranda, I've got a question from a Ms. Heather Small...
What have you done today to make you feel proud?
I don't have a question to ask, well i do, but I shan't ask it.
I just want to say thoguh I think you're fab and a great ambassador of us taller women (I'm 6ft)
cm that has already been asked.
Oh Miranda. I luff Miranda. Makes me feel normal(ish).
Most Miranda like moment was going in to the head of department's office to ask for my holiday form to be signed. He was on the phone and kept indicating I should sit down and wait. No I said (sign language and mouthing words) I will ask your PA, it can wait. I go to his PA who shoots up in her chair, shouts "oh xxxxx" and puts her hand over her mouth but starts to piss herself laughing. What? say I. She points at my blouse unable to speak. It is undone to my waist, full on white Wonder Bra on show. I am not small boobed sadly.
I retreated to my office for a few hours burning with shame. Head of Department knocks and asks if am going to join the team for his BIRTHDAY cake. He ignores what happened before. He says a few nice words to the team and then quietly says to me "I'm not sure I approve of your choice of present for me though" grinning.
Never mentioned again. I could go on and on. So many ...............
I really hope one of these embarassing tales ends up in the next series.
I Bloody Love You and don't care that I'm fawning
Hope ^ that ^ gets your attention
*My question is*- I saw an interview where you said (along the lines of) that you were first and foremostan actor. Have you or would you do Shakespeare? If so, what role? Personally I think you'd do an excellent Beatrice from Much Ado About Nothing
And can I have a wave? <fawns some more>
I think you've covered your embarrassing moment with those posts too. Well done
I needed a larf this morning
Miranda, hello, I think you are brilliant. Lots more of your series and Call the Midwife please.
I had a Miranda moment yesterday. I work on a farm and yesterday I was greasing up the rolls (I know, I know, normal Monday morning for a Mumsnetter). A small emergency required me to run across our farmyard. Should add I was wearing a white t - shirt and jeans. Being pregnant, the bra isn't doing such a great job at the moment (tbh, industrial scaffolding would struggle) so I did the "hand grab" thinking, "it's fine, no one else around to see". Well, no one saw that, but for the rest of the day I had two oily, greasy dirty handprints right on my boobs. Made every feed rep/contractor who came on the farm chuckle I can tell you.
My question is, what do you do to make yourself laugh?
My DD was the first in our family to 'discover' you. I had never heard her laughing so much!
I think you're brilliant in Call The Midwife
One of my most embarrassing moments was when i dropped in on a friend who was decorating her kitchen . I said "oh what a lovely yellow colour, I much prefer it to the vivid green..that green is much to 'in your face' for a kitchen"
Then I noticed she was painting her kitchen in the green and the yellow was what it had been for the last few years!
Do you have a great big stack of signed photo's you could leave with MNHQ to give out? My DD would love one
my awkward moment, is actually concerning miranda..in a way, my daughter had asked me to buy the dvd for her at christmas, when it first came out, i kept forgetting and then remembered and bought it from ebay...it was wrapped and given and appreciated, however 6 months later i mentioned it as she was watching another one and it turned out that the dvd i bought from ebay was not original, in the box was a sex tape concerning animals, i had to apologise as i had told her i had bought it from hmv at full price and not cut price from ebay.... a very embarrassing time...
my question to miranda would be....is there another series of call the midwife...and is she planning anymore acting. i think she's brilliant
What is your ultimate cringeworthy faux-pas? You have asked us for ours but is it a scratch on yours?
Mine was back in the 90s (when popper trousers were all the rage) I was a teenager at a mate's house when I was heading to the bathroom and these bloody trousers got caught in the door handle just as my friend's father was walking up the stairs. You can picture it...I walk on, the trousers pop all the way off (why on earth were they ever invented?!) and my friend's father got an eyeful of my wonderful Bridget Jones'!!!! Never been so humiliated in my life! Needless to say, I made myself pretty scarce around there from then on! I could have died with embarassment! (I would like to say that I no longer don such clothes and am more of a White Stuff girl now...less risk involved!)
My best friend and I have had a fair few Miranda moments, we luffs you! To sort out a very important argument, could you answer the following please:
If you were stuck on a desert island which of the following cakes would you want to devour? coffee and walnut, victoria sponge or lemon drizzle? Please don't tell me you hate cakes!
Hi Miranda, thanks for coming along to chat with us later (if I get to be here - my DD who normally goes to special school was too tired today so is keeping me company)
My embarrassing story:
As a 19 year old I was very naive, in fact, I can identify with Chummy quite a lot - socially awkward, a little liable to say things that are just slightly off-base when nervous, etc.
I was working in a hospital, as a care assistant, on a very busy surgical. We had a young, fit, firefighter who had been on "The Gladiators" in for some relatively minor surgery, but under General Anaesthetic. I mentioned how naive I was, right? So, this young man needed to relieve himself after surgery, but was too groggy to stand and move to the toilet. No problem, we have urinal bottles. However, the shift was really very busy, and I was somewhat distracted. I was relieved to see that there was a urinal bottle thoughtfully placed by his bed. I swiftly and efficiently pointed to the bottle and told the young man that he could use that one. He reached out, grabbed it, and swung it to his side. We both realised the error, when his whole bed was covered in urine from the full urinal bottle!
In my haste to rescue the young, very fit, firefighter who had been on "The Gladiators", I whipped back his covers to find him completely naked. To this day, I'm not sure who was more embarrassed. The naive young care assistant who had never seen a young man's genitals at that point (plenty of old men, but not quite the same) or the young, fit firefighter, who was suddenly exposed in all his glory. Needless to say, a lesson learned in patient dignity.
My question for you:
Were you as naive as I was at 19, or were you completely savvy?
Oh lawks, so many awkward moments. I have to say that this is mostly down to my husband insisting I am you. So aside from my friend offering to share her lunch by saying 'do you fancy a roll' and me replying 'ok, in the bushes then' OR losing a heel on my shoe as leaving work and walking to the station on my 'imaginary high heel' (required balance and nerve), my utter top ten moment was this.
In New Look with my mother trying on shoes, I brought 2 year old darling son who was bored to tears. We were just trying on 'that last pair' when a rather voluptuous lady stood in front of us and bent to fasten a boot she was trying on. My son saw this as a chance for fun, ran up and smacked her full in the bottom- open palmed so it made a delightful noise. She turned around furious, Mum and I attempted to apologise but tears were streaming down our faces. It was only when we noticed she had a face like a recently neutered bulldog that we sobered a little, apologised and quickly left.
Would dearly love to win your book (although I should know it already, being you- I even have my own Stevie called Laura) but best of luck to everyone and can't wait to see your replies this lunchtime!
How did you get the idea for the toyshop? I know (of) a couple who won millions on the lottery and, instead of travelling the world in luxury, bought a toy shop. Without having to make a profit.
I have taught my bottom to control farts. You sort of let it breathe in and out gently. And the best bit is that the fart is still in there so you can wait until an appropriate moment in conversation (usually something contentious) and let your response out of your bottom.
We were sure you were going to marry what I call David Mitchell. And it is a pity you are not on all of those hignfy etc shows more often.
It is wonderful to be able to watch a show as a family and enjoy it together. I could witter on and on and think you are great.
Message withdrawn at poster's request.
As a teen in the 80s I saved up for a quite fab halterneck swimsuit. The neck strap was detachable, so you could tan without lines, though why my 17 year old self thought my chronically milk pale skin would ever miraculously go brown when it never had in the past nor has it ever done I don't know. But I digress. One day in the swimming pool, playing a bit of a splashy game and eyeing up the boys, a person swum past and handed me the strap which had detached itself. Alas not only had the strap detached itself, but being devoid at that point in my life of much to hold it up, the then strapless swimsuit had rearranged itself somewhere around my midriff. Unfortunately I was standing in waist deep water at the time. Cue a sudden duck underwater, a wriggle to hoik up the swimsuit, a frantic reattachment of the strap and an inability to look those particular lads in the eye ever again
Oh and my question is (bear with), would you prefer a tall man who owns a little dog or a short man with a big dog. Anything under labrador size falls under small dog category, unless perhaps spaniel-ish. Love you lots Miranda xxxx ;)
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