Janardhan Roye shares his experience at the famed 'Baywatch' set in Manhattan

WHEN it first hit the small screen it made us wonder if such gorgeous creatures actually inhabit our planet. Babewatch on the boob tube, we called it then.

Me... In Paradise City
Now we had a chance to see the babes in real life. We, that is, wifey and I, were on the famed Manhattan Beach where they shot the 'Baywatch' show. I was wondering if they were shooting CJ (Pamela Anderson's character) sprinting in the sand in the episode that morning. I should add here that I'd have preferred one of my golfing buddies on this outing rather than the wife.
On the beach, was the familiar watchtower. Orange life-buoys et al. There seemed little activity inside though. No lifeguards. No David Hasselhoff. No babes. Maybe we were early for the surf and sea action. White sand. Seagulls flew low over the water. Some children were playing with a Frisbee. But where were the babes?

Praise The Lord! A Blonde!
As I put my camera away, I kicked the sand and said, "Maybe there's no shoot scheduled today. What the #@*qs!!" The wife said, "Speak up, hon. I can't hear you over the seagulls?" "Nothing," I muttered and kicked more sand.

After about an hour of beach combing, we got ready to leave. Just about then I saw a couple of girls jogging in the distance. Oh boy! I pulled out my camera and stopped. These were no babes. These were babies - gawky, pimply pre-teens - racing to the hot dog stand!

Wifey feigned sadness and suppressing a mischievous smile said, "Don't worry, something is bound to come your way!" It did. As we got ready to leave, I saw, in the distance a fetching figure with sunglasses coming down the steps. Wifey shrieked and jumped up and down, "A blonde! A blonde at last for my husband. Grab that pic!" Confused I chased the giggling wife across the sand to the steps. There I clicked her and the blonde.

You won't believe what happened next. Introductions and pleasantries over, the blonde smiled and said, "Lemme take a picture of you guys."

If I look sheepish and silly in that picture with a wife that's doubling up with laughter, please forgive me. I don't know how you'd have reacted if you were shot by a 71-year-old platinum blonde in a thong!