
Something strange happened to UK Gold last year.
They axed Birds of a Feather. They cut 2 point 4 Children. They put James May on the telly.
Then, overnight, the much-loved satellite channel (okay: barely-noticed satellite channel) became Dave.
And it wasn't just Dave. It morphed into Dave: The Home of Witty Banter.
Except, of course, it's not.
For starters, shows are scripted. Not witty.
And the presenters aren't talking to you. Not banter.
And tomorrow morning, they're showing Ray Mears' Bushcraft. Not witty. Not banter.
But the TV station is just the beginning. The Dave website promises real banter: that is, guarded postings between anonymous bloggers.
Hosting the orgy of banter are their corporate pals Cobra.
They promise there's always something worth talking about - and perhaps they're right.
Because judging by the total number of page comments, it seems like Dave readers are nowhere near their computers.


