Last time I saw Breakfast I saw:
Paul Henry trying desperately to offend someone. Spent most of the time talking about what to do when you have a bad tenant.
Some blonde who smiled and looked pretty while Henry talked.
Some old Pakeha geezer. To be fair, he clearly hated Henry.
A younger Pakeha bloke from down South doing the business news.
A collection of airhead blondes from the major centres.
Tamati, filling the roles of token brown guy and token gay while pretending to know what an isobar is.
White, middle-class, blonde. Just wondering, now that Henry’s gone, if we’re going to get a Breakfast that looks like real New Zealand.