The One Show's Alex Jones left red-faced as co-star forced to step in
The One Show's Alex Jones left red-faced as co-star forced to step in
The Welsh TV presenter was joined by Roman Kemp on Tuesday night as they interviewed a number of famous faces.
The One Show's Alex Jones was left feeling embarrassed as she suffered an awkward blunder forcing her co-star to step in.
During Tuesday's (June 24) episode of the BBC One hit chat show, the Welsh TV presenter was joined by Roman Kemp as they interviewed a number of famous faces.
Joining the duo on the iconic green sofa was writer Lena Dunham as she spoke about her new Netflix rom‑com 'Too Much' alongside leading stars Megan Stalter and The White Lotus actor Will Sharpe.
Also on the show was Ian Wright, who was returning to his local club to start a girls team, joined by head coach Paul Palmer.
The One Show's Alex Jones was left feeling embarrassed as she suffered an awkward blunder forcing her co-star to step in
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However it was one segment in the show that left Alex red-faced. Ahead of the Wimbledon coverage on Monday, the pair watched a pre-recorded clip of Chris Bavin at a strawberry farm as demand has been high for the fruit while watching the competition with almost 200 million strawberries set to be eaten during the event.
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After watching the clip, the camera panned back to the studio and it appeared as though Alex wasn't quite ready to continue the show as she asked Roman: "Do you put sugar on your strawberries?"
Roman replied: "Umm." Alex jumped in: "I was thinking that watching and thought I bet you do."
Roman said: "You know I put sugar on everything. It's just the way it is." Distracted by the conversation, Alex turned to Roman for him to carry on with the show and said: "Right carry on."
This isn't the first blunder to happen this week
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Quickly realising that she made a mistake she looked to the camera and said: "Oh it's me." Everyone burst out laughing as Roman asked: "Do you want me to go?" to which Alex insisted: "Yeah go on."
This isn't the first blunder to happen this week as Alex was forced to step in after EastEnders star Michelle Collins made an awkward mistake on Monday.
During the Monday (June 24) episode the soap star appeared on the show to speak about her new venture as she prepares to leave the BBC hit soap for a brief break.
EastEnders legend Michelle Collins suffered a blunder on BBC The One Show on Monday (June 23) night
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The 63-year-old is set to make her Edinburgh Festival Fringe debut this summer. She will perform in the one woman dark comedy Motorhome Marilyn, which was written by Ben Weatherill.
American actor Sean Hayes, who was also on the show, was keen to know when she'll be taking to the stage as he asked: "So when does it start?" to which Michelle revealed: "Umm 29th of July?"
It appeared as though she got her dates wrong as Alex was forced to jump in and correct the star as she pulled a face to the camera and replied: "No. It's the 30th."
Everyone burst out laughing as Michelle replied: "The 30th, thank you Alex. Don't come on the 29th."
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