Another unexplained absence? This just won’t do, will it? I’m so sorry; life caught up with me, I think, and I needed a break. But I’m back, so life is all good – right?
People keep mentioning the BBC day, on Monday of this week. I’ll start off by saying that although I did try to make an audio diary for you guys, it failed, because frankly I forgot about it – OOPSIES!!! But it’s OK, I’m here to tell you all about it. Well, sort of…
It was a fabulous day. I can’t express here just how much I enjoyed it, and just how much the whole experience meant to me. I can’t give much detail, for fear of breaking my anonymity, but I did a fair bit of radio work, and some TV too, and met some famous journalists and BBC presenters.
Obviously, being the pretentious twat I am, I asked endless questions of everyone I met, including how they started their journalism career paths. I also ate at the infamous BBC canteen – a chicken wrap, a Mars bar (because fuck it, I’m at the BBC) and a Fanta. How could you go wrong?
The end of the day rolled around, and the journalist who had been with me all day thanked me (as is customary) and said: “Have you enjoyed today?”
Of course, I really had, but what am I supposed to say? I mean, showing your enthusiasm seems like you’re hiding something, whilst acting normal looks miserable. How can I win?
Look, it’s late, and I’m off on the train tomorrow, early in the morning too. I’ll try and write then, but if not, I guess I’ll leave you with this:
Hello, it’s me, I was wondering if after all these years (days) you’d like to meet (or perhaps just read?)