Jay Blades is hoping to become a game show host (Picture: BBC)
The Repair Shop’s Jay Blade has registered his interest in becoming a Black game show host.
The television presenter, who recently opened up about the horrific racism he endured growing up in the UK, pointed out that a Black person has yet to front a primetime game show series.
‘Someone asked me, what shows do you want to be doing?’ Jay said. ‘Do you want to do Strictly? Do you want to do this, do you want to do that? I said I’d like to do a game show – a Black person has never been a primetime game-show host.
‘That’s an institutionally racist organisation [the BBC] doing something that keeps the institution white. Plain and simple. The more you hide it, the less you are able to deal with what it is.’
When asked about whether any progress has been made on his quest to become a gameshow host, Jay laughed.
‘They’re still working on it,’ he added to Radio Times. ‘I had someone say to me, “We did have a black guy once do a game show. It was called Jungle Blah Blah Blah…” I said, I’m just going to pause you there.’
The Repair Shop presenter recently opened up about the racism he faced as a child (Picture: BBC)
A BBC spokesperson said: ‘The BBC is committed to representing all audiences across the UK and we are proud to have a diverse mix of talent hosting our gameshows and quizzes.
‘Most recently Clive Myrie has been appointed as the new Mastermind host, Rochelle and Marvin Humes are currently hosting the third series of Hit List – previously Ore Oduba hosted daytime quiz Hardball and Alison Hammond co-hosted Saturday night gameshow, The Time It Takes.’
Earlier this month, Jay recalled the harrowing moment laughing policemen ‘beat the s*** out him’ while calling him a ‘black b****d’ at the age of 14.
The television star revealed he was forced to fend for himself after a van pulled up and a group of policemen jumped out to attack him as he walked home in north west London.
In an extract from his new book, Making It, obtained by The Mirror, Jay wrote: ‘The back doors swung open, and there were five or six uniformed policemen sitting in the van waiting for me. They didn’t even bother to search me. They just beat the s**t out of me.
‘It was brutal. They were laying into me with fists, feet and truncheons, and all I could do was roll into a ball on the floor of the van and wait, pray, for it to end. It probably lasted two minutes, but it felt a lot, lot longer.’
Credit: Original article published here.