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The Only TV Show Siskel & Ebert Ever Reviewed Is a 2-Part Hidden Gem Worth Revisiting

Roger EbertandGene Siskelare often considered to be among the top tier of film critics, particularly their TV seriesAt The Movies(originally known asSiskel & Ebert & the Movies). The duo was known for theirscathing sense of humorwhen it came to their reviews, along with their famous "Thumbs Up/Thumbs Down" system (long before Rotten Tomatoes was a thing). In all that time, Ebert and Siskel never reviewed a television series — except for one major occasion. That review was for the short-lived animated seriesThe Critic,which was ironically about a movie critic's life.

Collider Siskel and Ebert in a TV screen with newspapers

Created byAl JeanandMike Reiss,The Criticfollows New York movie critic Jay Sherman (Jon Lovitz). Much like Siskel and Ebert, Sherman hosted his own television series where he delivered takedowns of movies — most of them parodies of popular or classic films. He even had his own catchphrase: "It stinks!" Butwhat did Siskel and Ebert think of the show?The answer's a bit complicated.

It Took Siskel and Ebert Time To Warm Up to 'The Critic'

Siskel and Ebertwould review the first three episodesofThe Critic,and their initial reactions were mixed. Siskel felt thatThe Critichad far fewer memorable characters thanThe Simpsons, which Jean and Reiss previously worked on. Ebert, on the other hand, felt that the show should focus on Jay's job rather than his personal life. But the mix of Jay's personal and professional life is what makesThe Criticsuch a great watch. His interactions with his friends led Jean and Reiss to provide commentary on Hollywood, and he was a single father — a rarity in a sitcom, let alone an animated one.

Once Season 1 ofThe Criticfound its groove, Ebert would eventuallywrite a glowing reviewon his website.He thoroughly enjoyed it, saying that it was "impossible" not to like Jay, while praising executive producerJames L. Brooks' work in balancing the show's humor with character development. Ebert even delivered one of his signature witty observations regarding the pilot, which opens with a beautiful actress turning on Jay after he negatively reviews one of her movies: "In real life (in my experience of it, anyway), critics are never offered bribes for good reviews, and never wind up in bed with movie stars."

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‘The Critic’ Eventually Had an Episode Guest Starring Siskel and Ebert

Film critic Siskel and Ebert meet up with Jay in 'The Critic.'

It might have taken Siskel and Ebert a while to warm up toThe Critic,but no one could have predicted thatthe duo would actually guest star on the series. In the Season 2 episode "Siskel & Ebert & Jay & Alice," Jay gets invited to the Academy Awards alongside a select group of critics that includes Siskel and Ebert. But Siskel and Ebert get into a fight on the trip back, and eventually split up; Jay tries to partner with both of them before seeing how much they miss each other, and decides to repair their friendship.

Siskel and Ebert fully lean into the humor ofThe Critic, riffing on the fact that Jay ripped off the climax ofSleepless in Seattleto bring them together. It's no wonder Jean and Reiss consider this to beone of their favorite episodesofThe Critic.

30 Years Later, ‘The Critic’ Has Become a Classic

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The Criticweathered some rough storms during its brief run; it moved from ABC to Fox, and a crossover withThe Simpsonsled to series creatorMatt Groeningdenouncing said episode. It was cancelled after two seasonsbut earned a reappraisal years later. Even the cast loved it!Maurice LaMarche, who provided a multitude of voices forThe Critic, says that it andPinky and the Brainweretwo of his favorite projects. Lovitz had a similar reactionwhen conducting an interviewcelebratingThe Critic's 30th anniversary:

It’s very flattering, but at the same time, it's frustrating, because I wish the show would have kept going. It was a hit show, and they just canceled it. So it's one of those regrets, like: What would five years’ worth of shows that should have been, instead of just 23 [episodes], look like? I've been trying to do it again ever since, and they tell me it's complicated.

The Critic, along with Siskel and Ebert's work, helped shed light on how film criticism really worked. It's rather fitting that it was the only TV show they ever reviewed and guest-starred in.

The Criticis available to stream on Tubi in the U.S.

The Only TV Show Siskel & Ebert Ever Reviewed Is a 2-Part Hidden Gem Worth Revisiting

Roger EbertandGene Siskelare often considered to be among the top tier of film critics, particularly their TV seriesAt The Movies(origi...
The ‘naughty’ TV gardener designing a Chelsea showstopper for the King and David Beckham

“There is a kind of expectation when you work as a gardener that we’re nice people,” says Frances Tophill, one of the most famous – and famouslynice– gardeners on our television screens. For the past 10 years she has shared airtime withMonty Don, another famous, nice gardener. “When you work onGardeners’ World, everything islovely. Everything’snice. You have that slight pressure – or an assumption – thatyou’relovely,” she says, laughing. “And that’s sometimes a lot, because I can be not-lovely, you know?”

The Telegraph Frances Tophill

For the avoidance of doubt, Tophill is completely lovely when we meet. But the niceness ofGardeners’ Worldcan be an oppressive mantle to someone who took it on at the age of 26. The show, which has been running on the BBC for more than 58 years, isASMRfor the middle-aged and beyond; it’s so relaxing that its mere theme tune can induce a sense of calm bordering on the opioid. It has birds tweeting, plants (mostly) growing how they should, and gardening without the personalkneeache. It is, as Tophill says,sonice.

She describes the version of herself that we see on television as something like her phone voice: a mask to hide her “secret self”. Outside what the cameras capture, Tophill is more subversive. “I like to be a bit naughty, but in a very quiet, passive sort of way,” she says. To her, there is more to gardening than people – or even plants – being nice.

Frances Tophill

Take her show garden, four years ago, at Gardeners’ World Live at the NEC in Birmingham. It was like a dystopian movie set: rusted water butts, thick chains directing the flow of scarce rain, old sinks used as planters, and a teetering corrugated iron shed up a steep steel staircase. It was like something out ofMad Max.As Tophill showed us around the garden on TV, spreading the message of sustainability and of gardening in an increasingly challenging climate, while bees buzzed over the drought-tolerant plants, she never called it what it actually was, nor what she had designed it to be: post-apocalyptic.

“[It was the garden of] someone who’s living post-nuclear fallout, and trying to grow in this post-industrial, post-human landscape,” she says. Tophill had built a monument of death and doom in the middle of the flower show, as a warning, and then stood among it, being lovely. She won best in show.

Expectations of overnight fame

We are chatting on a sofa in the vacant bridal suite of Ripple Court Estate, an 18th-century house turned wedding venue in Kent. Her sister, who started there part-time as a gardener, collects twigs for the dead hedging in the next show garden Tophill is designing: the RHS andThe King’s FoundationCurious Garden – her first at Chelsea.

Outside, the blinding April sun beats down on the white van Tophill drove here. Fitted with insulation and a bed, it takes her around the country on long road trips with her lurcher, Rua. She sleeps there during filming breaks, and it is currently strung with swatches of fabric bunting she has dyed herself using plant pigments for her Chelsea display.

Tophill is “excited, slightly nervous” about making a garden with the King andSir David Beckham, The King’s Foundation ambassador, but she seems more nervous about what’s happening today – her first magazine photoshoot, the kind where there is a moodboard. “Usually I’m just like –” she mimes cartoonishly leaning on a shovel in the dirt, giving a thumbs-up.

Tophill first appeared on our television screens in 2011 after successfully auditioning to co-host ITV’sLove Your GardenwithAlan Titchmarsh. Then aged 23, she thought it would make her famous overnight. She was studying horticulture in Edinburgh at the time and threw a viewing party for her friends when the first episode aired. “I went for breakfast with my friend Tim the next morning and I remember us both being like, ‘Oh my God, this is going to be so intense,’” she says, rolling her eyes and hiding behind her hand, play-acting as a harassed celebrity. “We were in a greasy spoon café expecting to be asked for an autograph. Nothing happened,” she cackles.

The Love Your Garden team, from left: Katie Rushworth, Alan Titchmarsh, Frances Tophill and David Domoney

She discovered that she felt relieved; fame was not what she wanted after all. “I went for years and years without anyone ever recognising me.” And then, in 2023, she covered for Don, hostingGardeners’ Worldfor the first time while he was away, filming in her own tiny garden in Devon.

The week after her episode was broadcast, she went to help a friend sell plants at an annual flower stall, as she had done every year. However, this time things were different. She was mobbed. “That’s when I got a glimpse of what being Monty must be like,” she says, wide-eyed. To her, it revealed a life without freedom. “I don’t want that.”

Tophill found gardening – like a lot of people do – by accident. She grew up in a family she describes as “eccentric”: her mother, who had trained in art, would take the three sisters out on sunny days to sunbathe and sketch trees in the fields of Kent, and her father still plays the piano accordion in pubs, although Tophill is now too busy to roll his cigarettes while he’s performing. She thoughta job in the artsmight be where she was headed so took a BTEC in jewellery design, where she playfully made Boudica-like armour out of thebronze-cast nipples of her friendsand family, despite having no interest in jewellery. At 19, she woke up one morning and noticed rain on the window. “I wanted to go for a walk in the rain, and thought: maybe I could be a gardener? Surely that must be the worst part of being a gardener – getting rained on.”

She applied for a £2-an-hour apprenticeship at the Salutation, the garden of a Grade I listed manor near her house, but kept her Saturday job in the hosiery department atM&Sto make up for the low pay. She soon found that the physical exhaustion of a proper apprenticeship – cleaning drains, digging holes – was more satisfying than anything she had done before. Suddenly, she could lift the unliftable boxes in the stockroom at M&S. “I was like ‘Oh my God, I’ve got muscles! I’ve never had muscles,’” she says. “It was hard work for a 19-year-old waif who had never done any labour in her life. But that was it: that was the moment I learnt about plants.”

While she had discovered plants, the general ethos of the garden she was working in was at odds with what she liked about them. It was open to the public, with a kitchen garden no one could eat from because it was for display. “I think I saw plants from my apprenticeship as accessories to make the world look nice,” she says. She felt as if something was missing. It was only later, while completing her degree at theRoyal Botanic Gardenin Edinburgh, when everything clicked.

Frances Tophill

With increasing speed and enthusiasm, Tophill explains: “I started learning about conservation, and ecology, and the relationships of insects and plants, and people and plants, and the history of plants and trade, and the physiology of plants and how their cells work, how photosynthesis works, how mycorrhizal fungal bacterial interactions within soil can affect the growth of a plant – and all of that just blew my mind.”

It’s this part – the mind-blowing, heart-swelling curiosity – that made her the perfect fit to design theCurious Garden at Chelsea, which aims to encourage people to consider a career in horticulture by making that enthusiasm contagious. At the centre will be a building called the Museum of Curiosities, showcasing everything plants can do – from making fabric and medicine to even hats – with a microscope revealing the cells that build them.

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“Basically, it’s showing that plants aren’t just pretty, they are part of human history, economic history, and cultural history,” Tophill says. “That’s where my fascination with it is.” When she speaks about her own garden in Devon – where she grows only things with a purpose, even if she never quite finds the time to make the oil infusions, the beer or the smudge sticks from a kind of sage that grows only in California – she sounds quietly witchy. But all of this is about the relationship between humans and the plants we grow.

‘New gardeners want to do everything’

Her involvement in the Chelsea garden began last August. She was driving to France for a camping trip when she got a call from the RHS pitching her the plan. She was to be the practical linchpin that held it all together in a cohesive way, fusing all that was important to both the King and Beckham. Tophill travelled toHighgrove in Gloucestershireto meet the King’s gardening team (she briefly entertained the idea of a show garden filled with “crazy, looming”, Tim Burtonesque topiary to hark back to the kind in the King’s own garden, but she has abandoned this idea for now) and heard the word “harmony” repeatedly.

As the King is also adedicated watercolour painter, Tophill wanted to bring an artist’s sensibility to the design, too. “He’s got loads of acers, so I’m thinking about the colours and the placements and the views,” she says. “Everyone keeps saying that he’s so detail-focused that he’ll notice all the tiny things.” This is also why she’s scouring the internet for the perfect gnome, in homage to the one in the King’s whimsical Highgrove garden. “He hides it in the stumpery for the gardeners to find,” she laughs. The RHS is lifting its gnome ban for only the second time in history, partly to celebrate the King’s tradition, while also auctioning off gnomes decorated by celebrities to raise money for the RHS Campaign for School Gardening.

As well as this, Tophill wants to harnessBeckham’s enthusiasm for gardening, including a nod to his love of beekeeping with a woven willow beehive. He gave Tophill a list of his favourite plants to include – things such as the catnip Nepeta ‘Six Hills Giant’ – but the list was so comprehensive it also featured things like hyacinths and snowdrops, which are out of season in May. Mostly, though, the list was full of vegetables. “He wasreallykeen on garlic, so I was likeOK…” Tophill looks unsure but resolute: “I started growing garlic on my allotment, and I said to him: ‘I really hope you don’t get your hopes up for this garlic. I’m doing my best with it, but my allotment is quite shady.’ He replied: ‘I don’t care! Sounds great. It will be nice to see your garlic!’”

Frances Tophill with Alan Titchmarsh (left), Sir David Beckham (centre) and the King, April 2026

Beckham is still relatively new to gardening, and retains the new gardener’s refusal to be told something won’t work – and this has become key to the design of the garden. “A new gardener doesn’t have to be a bad gardener. New gardeners aren’t basic – they want to doeverything.So that’s what fed into this: trying everything. It’s not going to be a designery-looking garden; it’s going to be a real person’s garden. It’s a little section of this, and a little section of that. It’s how I feel new gardeners garden, and how real gardeners garden,” she says. “I still garden that way.”

Part of the joy of an episode ofGardeners’ Worldhosted by Tophill is its relatability. She doesn’t have much space. She doesn’t have much sun, or she has too much. And sometimes things just don’t work. She laughs as she recalls a short segment she filmed years ago, when she proudly held up a small cabbage she had grown on her own desolate, windblown allotment. To her, this was an impossible achievement. The edit then cut straight to Don harvesting a colossal “two-arm job” cabbage at Longmeadow.

“I realised that my thing is always a little bit basic,” she says. “But I kind of like holding the flag for that.” And this is where Tophill wants to remain – in the attainable part of the garden. What she keeps coming back to is the idea of what’s real, and where she can make a difference. She doesn’t want to be mobbed for selfies, mostly because it stops her being able to help in any practical way – even if it’s just pricing up plants at a flower stall.

She says that starting out onLove Your Garden– a surprise transformation show – is probably why she’s so keen to keep her feet on the ground now. “We were going into people’s houses, often at their lowest points,” she says. “I remember one particularly brutal one – I still cry, I hope I don’t cry now. He was this lovely kid called Harry. He was 15, and he had terminal cancer. Single parent family, only child – this mum in Hull was facing her son’s death.” Harry kept lizards, he grew plants for his terrariums, he had ducks, and he was dying of an aggressive bone cancer. “He had this bucket list of 30 things he wanted to do before he died and one of them was stand under a waterfall. Another one was ‘my duck to lay an egg’. He was just this nature-loving guy and we made this garden for him.”

In early 2020, a month after the episode was filmed, Harry died. “Meeting a person like that, it’s like –” Tophill is blinking at the ceiling, trying to stop tears. “Sorry, I can’t think about that guy without crying.” She pauses. “That’s what makes the world, you know? It’s not me swanning around theChelsea Flower Show, or anyone else. It’s these real people who are going through real things.”

Tophill sees an interest in nature and gardens as a way to help combat not only the climate crisis, but also an urgent social crisis. “We’re all angry because we feel there’s nothing we can do about the way things go,” she says. “People don’t think they will be listened to.” She knows that weaving wicker baskets, orgrowing flowers, can seem futile – irrelevant even – given everything happening in the world. But she is adamant there is more to it: she has seen first-hand, while filmingGardeners’ Worldin Bradford, how participating in community gardens can give a sense of cohesion to an otherwise segregated society.

“It’s not the only solution, but I feel really passionately that gardening can be a solution to help escape whatever difficult circumstance you might be in,” she says. “A lot of talk is about finances – and yes, people are struggling – but actually, it’s more existential than that: it’s about community. It’s about working together. It’s about feeling like there’s a place in the world for you.”

Frances Tophill shot for Telegraph Mag

As she passes the 10-year mark onGardeners’ World,Tophill is starting to take stock of what a TV career has added to, and taken away from, her life. Now 36, she says working alongside newer presenters onGardeners’ Worldwho are around her age makes her feel old, simply because she’s been there so long.

“I do wonder if it would have been helpful to have had that extra 10 years to form who I am before rolling with this weird shift in my life trajectory,” she says. “Like, I haven’t had kids – I wonder, would I have had kids? It’s fine,” she says, waving it away, reluctant to push her personal life into the spotlight . “But it makes you realise – I was really young at the time.” She’s not looking for a career change, but she believes she’s on the brink of a new adventure. “I feel like when you get to this age, you’re more empowered to just be OK with who you are. And I’m not a person who ever wants to be famous.”

While we’ve been talking, her estate agent has been calling. Tophill is trying to sell the old stone house she bought in Devon – the one from which she hosted episodes ofGardeners’ World– because she is so rarely there. She lives alone and feels that a house like that needs to be lived in and warmed with fire – otherwise it becomes too dark and cold to come home to. She’s downsizing to somewhere more modern, but is adamant she won’t be hosting any episodes ofGardeners’ Worldat her new place – she doesn’t like being told what she can and can’t do with her own garden, or which way she should lay her path for a better picture, and she’s uncomfortable with TV crews disturbing her neighbours.

If she is sure of anything, she knows she never wants to be the newMonty Don. “I’ve kind of done it. I’m not hungry for it. I’ve seen where it goes.” Mostly, she just wants to be the real Frances. “As I get older, I feel like that subversiveness might come out a little more vocally. Possibly not in this project,” she laughs, pulling it back to her Chelsea garden. “Might be the wrong crowd…”

RHS Chelsea Flower Show runs from May 19 to 23

The ‘naughty’ TV gardener designing a Chelsea showstopper for the King and David Beckham

“There is a kind of expectation when you work as a gardener that we’re nice people,” says Frances Tophill, one of the most famous – and...
I rang my wife from the balloon to say, ‘We’re probably not going to make it’

It was the last great aviation challenge: the race to circumnavigate the world in a balloon. Louis Blériot had flown a plane across the English Channel in 1909; Charles Lindbergh had made his heroic solo flight from New York to Paris less than two decades later; Neil Armstrong had won the space race for the United States bysetting foot on the Moonin 1969. Yet this quieter feat of derring-do had remained stubbornly out of reach ever since ahot air balloonfirst carried people up, up and away in 1783.

The Telegraph Brian Jones and Bertrand Piccard

There were good reasons – the 25,000-mile voyage depends upon the winds. To cross vast oceans and continents in a balloon, it is essential to reach the jet stream, at an altitude that requires a pressurised gondola capable of providing protection from extreme heat and cold; breathable air; and life-support systems. The advent of satellites and detailed wind mapping made navigation possible, yet a balloon still had to carry a cluster of heavy fuel tanks to stay in the air for three weeks, with its aeronauts suspended below in a pod not much larger than a Mini.

By the 1990s, competition was hotting up, and the prize was being fought over by pioneers with deep pockets.Sir Richard Bransonwas determined to claim it, as was renowned US aviator and former commodities trader Steve Fossett. The tale of how it came to be achieved by a comprehensive boy from Bristol and a brainy Swiss whose grandfather had been the model for Prof Calculus in Tintin is one of the great adventure stories of our time – and it’s told in a new film,The Balloonists, by British directorJohn Dower.

Thedocumentary’s central characters make the perfect odd couple. Bertrand Piccard was born into a family of frontier-expanding explorers: in 1931, his physicist grandfather, Auguste Piccard, became the first human to reach the stratosphere, ascending almost 10 miles in a hydrogen balloon; in 1960, his father, Jacques, was the first to dive to the floor of the Mariana Trench, nearly seven miles deep in the western Pacific. As a boy, Bertrand had been at Cape Canaveral to watch Apollo 11 take off – “You feel the ground vibrating, you feel the air vibrating,” he tells me now. “You see this rocket starting very, very slowly, and you think, ‘I’m witnessing the most extraordinary adventure of humankind.’” The youngster dreamt of an adventure of his own.

Bertrand Piccard in balloon

Yet the man who helped him realise that dream 30 years later was not even his first – or second – choice as co-pilot. Brian Jones had joined Piccard’s team only after an initial attempt to circle the globe in 1997 with co-pilot/engineer Andy Elson had ended with Piccard’s Breitling Orbiter ditching in the Mediterranean after just six hours. (“I thought that I could never be as ridiculous in my life as at this moment,” Piccard says.) Jones, who was the chief flying instructor for UK Ballooning, was brought in by Elson, a friend and fellow West Country lad, to advise on survival drills and preparations should their second attempt also fail. When Orbiter 2 was, indeed, forced to ditch in Myanmar, Elson left the team and Jones took over as project manager for Piccard and his new co-pilot, the American Tony Brown. He also agreed to double as a back-up pilot.

Jones’s practical organisational abilities hid a well-tested capacity to cope in high-risk situations. By 16 he was flying gliders in the Air Cadets, before joining the RAF, where he became a loadmaster on Hercules C-130 transport planes and, later, a helicopter winchman. In 1975 he was on the Hercules sent to Cambodia to evacuate British embassy staff from the surrounded capital of Phnom Penh, ahead of its inevitable fall to the communist forces of the Khmer Rouge.

Brian Jones in the balloon

“It was just a single trip,” Jones recalls, with typical RAF understatement. “We did what the Americans called ‘the Khe Sanh approach.’” This steep, high-speed combat landing, designed to evade small-arms fire, involved “coming in very high until the piano keys on the runway disappeared below the nose”. Then, the pilot would point the plane almost vertically at the ground and drop the flaps and landing gear, “and you would fly down fast until you collided with the ground”. The embassy staff were waiting to rush out to the plane – “We landed and stayed on the runway, then flew straight off.” Jones later took part in similarly daring missions in Cyprus andSouth Sudan.

Ballooning was a passion that had gripped him in later life, yet when it came to the redesigned Orbiter 3, he was determined to focus less on the race than “on the technical challenges of trying to build a balloon that could make the trip”. Managing weight was essential. The pressurised pod below the balloon was just 5.4m long, 2.8m wide and 1.9m high – barely tall enough to stand up in – and packed with equipment. There was room for only a single, curtained-off bunk, so the crew of two would take rest on rotation: one would try to sleep, while the other sat at a desk charting the balloon’s progress and direction. Piloting is the art of ascending or descending to catch (or avoid) specific wind currents, while also conserving fuel, aided by communication with ground control, which included two specialists, also working in tandem, who would monitor the winds and the weather. The balloon could not turn in any direction by itself or generate forward thrust.

Breitling Orbiter 3 above Valais mountains

It was an expensive project. “The build itself cost about £1m. And I suspect that the sponsors put as much in again, in terms of marketing and all the rest of it,” notes Jones. There were delicate geopolitical considerations, too. One of Piccard’s great coups was being granted permission to fly over China (whereas Branson was told he would have to fly over the Himalayas and land in Tibet – a hazardous prospect – before an intervention by diplomats persuaded the Chinese to relent, on condition that he leave their airspace as soon as possible). Piccard reports that Beijing told him, “Because you’re the only one who respected us, we’re going to help you.” However he still had to promise that if the balloon strayed above the 26th parallel, he would land. “I committed to do it, and we would have obeyed,” he tells me.

All the challengers were now locked in a gripping head-to-head battle to be first. Attempts – and failures – had been accelerating since the 1980s and by the late Nineties they were coming thick and fast. There were four serious attempts in 1998 alone, the final one by Branson, who managed to get up in the sky again in his Global Challenger balloon before the Orbiter 3 was ready. “Bertrand was, for a Swiss, oddly of a Latin temperament, saying ‘We need to go, we need to go!’” Jones recalls. Brown, a former Concorde pilot, was not convinced. “He was very much [of the mind], ‘It doesn’t fly until I’m ready to fly,’” Jones says.

Per Lindstrand (L), Richard Branson and Steve Fossett (R)

Even after Branson was forced to ditch in the Pacific off Hawaii on Christmas Day 1998, the clock continued to tick. Elson – by now leading his own charge in a balloon sponsored by Cable & Wireless – was already airborne by mid-February 1999. Tensions continued to run high in the Orbiter camp, culminating in Brown and Piccard having an explosive argument in a restaurant, witnessed by Jones. “Tony felt that I was the diva in the team,” says Piccard in the film, “but it was my project.” The row ended with Brown bowing out, putting Orbiter 3’s back-up pilot into the hot seat.

As a father and grandfather, Jones felt he had to clear it with his wife, Jo, first. She was a pilot herself, he explains, so she knew that if the balloon had to ditch in the remote Pacific, he and Piccard probably wouldn’t survive. He remembers waking her up that night after getting back from the restaurant. “She said, ‘There’s only one thing that really worries me,’” he recalls, noting their shared sense of humour. “‘How will you get back if the world really is flat?’”

At 8.05am on March 1 1999, the Orbiter 3 launched from the Swissalpine village of Château-d’Oex. From then on, the trials kept coming. Piccard’s urgency to catch Elson by flying higher and faster soon had Luc Trullemans, their weather expert on the ground, instructing them to descend or expect the balloon to be pushed towards the North Pole. Then came the flight over the Sahara and the tricky navigation around Yemen – where they learnt that Elson’s balloon had been forced down in the Sea of Japan. The Orbiter flew on over the Arabian Sea, curving towards China and the narrow track just 31 miles wide that would allow them to remain in the jet stream without going above the 26th parallel. Amazingly, they were able to fly 1,120 miles in an almost straight line, Piccard remembers. “It was magical.”

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Orbiter 3 above Château-d'Oex

As they reached the Pacific, though, to avoid the weather that had forced Elson to ditch, Trullemans told them to veer south, adding another 2,000 miles to their journey. There would be nothing below but the empty ocean – this was the real danger zone, because of the time it would take any rescue mission to reach them if they crashed. Then the unexpected happened: they lost contact. On the ground, they feared the worst; in the balloon, they were flying blind. “We lost communication by satellite for two days, because we were very close to the Equator when the satellite was exactly above the envelope of the balloon,” Piccard explains. Finally, the antenna re-emerged from the balloon’s shadow and communication was restored.

By then something else had gone seriously wrong. “Our heating system had failed, and it was incredibly cold,” remembers Jones. He had gone to bed to get some rest and keep warm. “I woke,” he says, “and I was breathing really heavily, as if I’d done a race. I didn’t quite know why that would be. I thought, ‘Maybe I’m coming down with something,’ and I opened the curtain to look at Bertrand, and he was slumped on the desk.” Piccard, he recalls, “had his head down on his arms and was clearly not very well”. Jones’s crisis training kicked in: “Not knowing what the problem was, I put an oxygen mask on Bertrand and one on myself. And very quickly, I started to feel better.”

0905 Around the world in 21 days

After putting Piccard in the bunk, Jones set about checking all the systems in turn. On the ground, there was concern that it might be a lung issue or that some form ofchemical contaminationwas being released within the capsule. But the rapid improvement seen in both men on supplemental oxygen suggested carbon monoxide build-up as a possible cause. “The doctor said we probably only had a couple of hours left,” Jones says. He replaced every filter he could find. It turned out that, invisibly, one of them had iced over. Disaster was averted.

Their final challenge came after they had cleared the Pacific and set a course for the Atlantic over Mexico. As they crossed the Caribbean, Jones recalls, the ground controller told them: “You guys have used three quarters of your fuel, you’ve only gone two thirds of the distance. We think you should land in Puerto Rico.”

Orbiter 3 above the dunes of the desert of western Egypt, 21 March 1999

“You have to understand that I’m not a daredevil, I’m an explorer,” Piccard says. “I hate a random risk. But when we had not enough fuel to make it to Africa, we said: ‘We don’t care. We’ll try.’ Because the worst that can happen is to ditch in the Atlantic and be rescued by a boat.”

Yet, in the absence of a strong wind, the only way forward was to burn more fuel in order to ascend, in the hope of catching a high-altitude jet stream. “It was terrible because every push of propane in the burner hurt me in my stomach,” Piccard says. “But without doing it, we would have ditched in the southern Atlantic.”

He was on the satellite phone to his wife as they climbed. He says: “I was crying. I was saying, it’s the third attempt. We’re probably not going to make it. We haven’t found the good winds. Then, in the last 100m that the balloon could reach, the [wind] direction changed 26 degrees to the left. It was a miracle that my wife and I shared.”

He and Jones watched the speed read-out rise steadily from 60 to 120 knots, approaching an astonishing 140mph. At last, they knew they would make it. The Orbiter finally touched down on a desert stretch in western Egypt on March 21, after 19 days, 21 hours and 55 minutes in the air. The record was theirs.

The Orbiter lands on a desert stretch in western Egypt on March 21

They look back now with the knowledge that their friendship allowed them not only to reach their goal but to enjoy it. “I thought it was beautiful to live in the sky for three weeks,” Piccard says. “In this capsule, eating, drinking, going to the toilet, sleeping, brushing our teeth, washing ourselves. We were in a little flat up there, suspended under a balloon in the wind.”

After the acclaim and the awards, Jones went back to his old life. Now 79, having failed the aviation medical exam needed to fly in 2019, he says he still likes to “give talks, play golf and just enjoy home life”. Piccard, meanwhile, says that the achievement was a tribute to everything that his illustrious forebears had taught him – “To never accept when people say it’s impossible”.

Piccard and Jones meet Queen Elizabeth II after their record-breaking flight

In 2016, he became one of two co-pilots to complete the first circumnavigation of the world in a plane powered only by solar energy – the Solar Impulse – and later this year will, at the age of 68, attempt to do the same in a plane powered by liquid green hydrogen, produced withrenewable energy. As he likes to say: “It’s not the sky that is the limit, it’s the fuel.”

Both men remember the message that Piccard was sent by Dick Rutan, the American aviator who had made his own unsuccessful attempt at the ballooning record in 1998, wishing them luck before they took off. “Remember,” it said, “the only sure way to fail is to quit.”

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