Our writer’s television debut makes a big splash—literally.
A while ago I flew to the Côte d’Azur to test a new motoryacht—a big, fast machine with surface drives. It was very much a bateau du jour , and several of my regular magazine clients were interested. One of these was a glossy Italian publication run by charming people who paid quickly and didn’t even ask me to write in Italian. Trouble was, they also had a cable- TV channel, and their staff writers were expected to be presenters as well, ad-libbing their insights during boat tests while the camera rolled. They had frequently asked me if I would do this too, and I had tried to explain, in my clearest English, that with no experience in front of the camera I really wasn’t qualified for the task. Besides, I’ve watched camera crews: Everything takes hours. Thanks, but I’d stick with my notebook and pen.