The program ‘Un, two, three’ is a TV classic, that is, a memory classic, a champion of the future of nostalgia. But at times it rises, because some anniversary is specified, or because some hostess goes and dares and counts … That was not a party, and that Chicho was an edge, as is the case now. The complaint or reproach comes in a magazine. From Chicho many things have always been said, even good, although now it is the opposite. I celebrate these retroactive goats a lot, because I am glad, suddenly bringing that variety program, where sometimes even some contestant earned an apartment in Torrevieja.
The first program occurred in 1972, and then intermittently spread during ten seasons of fullness. He left, but he has hardly gone. The hostesses consisted of useless glasses and mythological miniskirts. The glasses were almost bigger than the brief flight skirt, which was more flight than a skirt. I intuit that the Spaniards started the chair of good legs with the hostesses of this contest, which now that I think rather or carried miniskirt. The Spaniards were household, venial and spouses that worshiped those miniskirts as if they were all Swedish. And then they say that TV does not promote imagination. At least, TV at that time, when we were young, happy and undocumented. What a program, this one of Chicho.
When they emitted it, it was a family excitement, like a birthday without birthday, like a variety Champions, like a porn for all ages. In one day, already remote, I interviewed some of the beautiful talented of the cast of Chicho, and there to the set I was going, as a double in love, because he was in love with journalism and also of the girl in question, which was called Kim Manning, or perhaps Silvia Marsó. In those seventy repressors, and let’s not say in the unbusch eighty, we fell in love every day. I can boast of having worked, occasionally, for the ‘Un, two, three’, because I interfere among their lozanas, Andalusians or not, Swedish or not, recorder in hand, and always had a pending interview, because the hostesses changed as soon as archifamos were made, which was right away. They were the lyrical, prescribed and sweet area of the program, and then the ‘negative’ area was, with the tacañones or the Rupert Pumpkin. In the last third, ‘The auction’, they were throwing us comedians with barbecue joke, or finer mills.
In the midst of everything was Kiko Ledgard, first, and then Mayra Gómez Kemp, who knew everything, and spent professional chronometer. Mayra has been a Cuban in the Madrid neighborhood of Argüelles, and had that unknowns, pleasant and indiscrent that experts call the gift of communication. Kiko Ledgard relieved the incalculable, and each presenter surpassed the previous one, which was already overcome, and so on until the Miriam Díaz Aroca, who took the baton of this show in his last time, but always pujantes. The ‘Un, two, three’ introduced us to Victoria, Nina, Paula Vázquez. There Sabrina Salerno spread, with useless bodice. The ‘Un, two, three’ will not return, but it does come back, aboard an anniversary, or a reproach. And with him his muses, who were a summer of talent in MiniFalda. For so many years, forever.
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