Spaghetti Tree Hoax - Broadcast

Broadcast

Panorama cameraman Charles de Jaeger dreamed up the story after remembering how teachers at his school in Austria teased his classmates for being so stupid that if they were told that spaghetti grew on trees, they would believe it.

The report was produced as an April Fools' Day joke in 1957, showing a family in the canton of Ticino in southern Switzerland as they gathered a bumper spaghetti harvest after a mild winter and "virtual disappearance of the spaghetti weevil". Footage of a traditional "Harvest Festival" was aired along with a discussion of the breeding necessary to develop a strain to produce the perfect length. Some scenes were filmed at the (now closed) Pasta Foods factory on London Road, St Albans in Hertfordshire and at a hotel in Castagnola, Switzerland.

The report was made more believable through its voiceover by respected broadcaster Richard Dimbleby. Pasta was not an everyday food in 1950s Britain, known mainly from tinned spaghetti in tomato sauce and considered by many to be an exotic delicacy.

At the time, seven million of the 15.8 million homes in Britain had television sets. An estimated eight million people watched the programme on 1 April and hundreds phoned in the following day to question the authenticity of the story or ask for more information about spaghetti cultivation and how they could grow their own spaghetti trees. The BBC reportedly told them to "place a sprig of spaghetti in a tin of tomato sauce and hope for the best".

Read more about this topic:  Spaghetti Tree Hoax

Famous quotes containing the word broadcast:

    Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition.
    —Monty Python’s Flying Circus. first broadcast Sept. 22, 1970. Michael Palin, in Monty Python’s Flying Circus (BBC TV comedy series)

    I’m a lumberjack
    And I’m OK,
    I sleep all night
    And I work all day.
    —Monty Python’s Flying Circus. broadcast Dec. 1969. Monty Python’s Flying Circus (TV series)

    Listening to a news broadcast is like smoking a cigarette and crushing the butt in the ashtray.
    Milan Kundera (b. 1929)