Baz Ashmawy: 'I don’t know why men don't get asked the work-kids balance question'
Baz Ashwamy. Photograph Moya Nolan
Never let anyone claim that heading up a television show is a soft job. The presenter constantly puts their life on the line –Jonny Knoxville has suffered brain damage, Gemma Collins fell through a trapdoor at the Radio 1 Teen Awards, and Baz Ashmawy – south Dublin’s prominent matriarch-based thrill-seeker – has been tasered by a 71-year-old woman at pace, in stunts that both former parties would almost certainly too deem demented.
It is, indeed, a painful life in the Montrose trenches, a life surely to grow lonelier still when talk of expiration is a-foot. And no better duo to discuss demise than Baz and Nancy (a rather more pedestrian, fresh laundry-wearing, Dunnes Stores-shopping Sid and Nancy) Ashmawy, whose previous television stints include attempting to kill his mother, ad nauseam, across three helpful seasons of 50 Ways To Kill Your Mammy. Much has been documented about the pair.
