Update: What happened was that no one told me NOT to wear blue to the studio, so I blur blur go there with my blue shirt, and Daniel the producer gasped in horror when he saw it. You see, they use a blue screen to project the funky special effects for the show (cars exploding, lasers shooting out from the presenters' eyes, and X-wing fighters blowing the Death Star up, that sort of thing) and with a blue shirt, I would be, yes, Le Invisible Man. So Daniel (see comments) lent me his stylo sweater, which will now be too big for him to wear after my bigger body distorted it. Thanks dude!
My Flickr set of our little TV adventure.