Being Barry Scott.


‘Barry Scott’ must find it hard to be cast as anyone else.

(Barry and the Scott is gone.)
I’ve used those inverted commas intentionally. There’s no such person as Barry Scott. Well, there probably is, but he’s not the chap we associate with Cillit Bang. He is a figment of an advertising executive’s imagination; as fictional as the tooth fairy, the Easter Bunny or Adrian Chiles.

The Barry Scott who’s obsessed with household cleanliness is merely an actor playing a part. His name is Neil Burgess. He’s got lots of other credits to his name, yet his face will always be synonymous with limescale removal.

Playing Barry Scott must be a double-edged sword. While it might preclude you from other work, such as advertising rival products, the income generated would probably make up for this.

He should count himself lucky that he isn't Mr. Muscle. What was once a lucrative earner for the scrawnier actor is now a computer animation. Advertising is a very fickle business.

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