That line up of Dr Who character, lady who allegedly enjoyed pink musical instruments and Noakes was my childhood. Peter Duncan and his repeated whimping-out, and Simon "Sorry, I've dried; can I have the script?" (yes, really--live) were not the same thing at all.
The only time it caught my attention in later years was when I turned on my TV on coming in from work, and found the programme starting with a view of Stanage. They had Zoe Brown on, Joe's daughter, who had taken one of the New Boys up some routes, and when she was interviewed (live) on the sofa, she spent the whole time staring at the presenter's crotch.