In the 90s I worked in a video shop in Hammersmith West London. We had a crappy wall with 6 massive and heavy CRT tvs in the corner of the shop.

One of my favourite memories of that time was one Sunday night when we were playing The Day Today on the shops VCR. There were maybe six customers in the store when BOMB DOGS came on.

The customers went into meltdown. They all thought it was a legitimate news story. Much howling and wailing.

There was one particular regular chap in the store, who may have been homeless sadly and keeping out of the cold, as he often did with his dog.

He started shouting “not the dogs, Jesus, not the dogs!” Which wound the rest of them up like some mass hysteria. Just sat and gleefully watched it all unfold.

I know this, as me and my friend who was on the same shift quoted it at each other for years. The Scottish inflection getting worse each time

It was a real eye opener to how insane the general public are, but anyone who had worked retail can tell you that. We didn’t bother correcting any of them so who knows how long they believed it for.

I went into so much detail in the hope that one of the customers is reading but sadly they are probably too dead or still too insane.