Wednesday, December 10, 2008


Spent an hour yesterday afternoon doing local radio circuit punditry about Oliver Postgate. Because I was asked, because I'd spoken to him on the phone a couple of times, and because it was an honour, etc.

At the end of an hour sat in a cubicle in Millbank I realised my flies had been undone the entire time. There's some kind of John Barrowman link there, isn't there?

1 comment:

Hugh said...

only if a webcam, some crusty old bloke and a whole load of members of the public, who never listened to the program, are involved