Paul Casserly: Feed the world (and stuff like that)

'Feel Inside (And Stuff Like That)' by folk duo Flight of the Conchords is New Zealand's 'We Are The World'. Photo / Supplied

The Flight of the Conchords song Feel Inside (and stuff like that), which they did for Red Nose Day, just gets better every time I hear it. A superb idea that hit the nail, struck a chord and bashed the gong, reminding us why they're so successful and so beloved. It's New Zealand's We Are The World, hell it's even better than Sailing Away which used to be our We Are The World.

To verify this I returned to that America's Cup sing-along, and found myself in an awesome time capsule. My favourite Sailing Away moments are:

1) When Billy T James puts his hand on Dave Dobbyn's shoulder before Tim Finn pops up to rest his arm on the other one.

2) Bunny Walters banging out "One people on the waaater" followed by Barry Crump's raspy "One people on the land".

3) The bit where Bunny has his arm around diminutive weightlifting legend Precious McKenzie.

4)The Country Music moment with John Hoar and Suzanne Prentice. (Or is it the other one?)

But we are no longer "One nation on the water". The chances of us all getting behind a yachting event to this extent again seem unlikely, absurd even. Which isn't to denigrate the magic to be found in Sailing Away, which is a slightly different beast from Feel Inside, We Are the World or even Do They Know It's Christmas (Feed The World) the British We Are The World from 1984.

That song popped into my head while I was watching Campbell Live this week during a story illustrating child poverty here in New Zealand.

It was a clever piece that illustrated the problem with a simplicity that almost demands action. Comparing a decile 1 school with a decile 10 school they revealed a stark reality best summed up with the image of a nutritiously packed lunch box for the rich kids and a pack of Burger Rings for the poor ones.

Although the poor kids who had the Burger Rings were the lucky ones as 14 out of a class of 27 had no lunch at all. Half of them also had no breakfast compared to just one well heeled kid across town. (Not that I have anything against Burger Rings, which I consider to be superior to Twisties or Rashuns.)

If you haven't seen it you should watch the report by Tristram Clayton here.

Where's my new favourite show?

Just as I was about to have a wee rave about the newish Gordon Ramsay's Best Restaurant series, I read that it's been moved mid-season to 3:25pm on Saturdays and has been replaced with reruns of Criminal Minds, which I guess means it wasn't rating, which is a shame because it's a very good show.

If nothing else it's provided me with a list of eateries I will track down the next time I get back to the UK. It's been great to watch actual chefs compete with each other for a change.

A genius aspect to show has been the secret diners who turn up and test the staff to the limit with some hilariously demanding carry-on: "Sorry I know I ordered this but I don't like the look of it, can I have what she's having instead?"

On last week's show one of the diners wound a Thai restaurateur up so much that he threatened to call the cops.

I'm loving hating.

The Newsroom (Soho, Monday 8.30pm) continues to delight and appal in equal measure. It's the worst show that I can't stop watching that I can ever recall. Soho tell me that series 2 will screen here in the new year. I'm excited and enraged at the same time.

Weekend free-to-air movie tip.

Death In Brunswick (Maori TV, 9.30pm Saturday). "Carl Fitzgerald is down-on-his-luck until he meets Sophie, a beautiful Greek girl. He gets a job as a cook, but accidentally kills fellow worker Mustafa." Set in Melbourne, and featuring kiwi's Sam Neil and John Clarke (of Fred Dagg fame). (1991) Watch the trailer here.

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