Jul 04, 2005 09:11
Hmm.. today, I have suffered a small setback in my attempt to take over the worlds media. As some of you will know (well, those who have a memory LONGER than that of a goldfish), I recently managed to get an article published in the popular media* and have also been on the radio on several occasions. Today was one of those occasions. As I made my way (begrudgingly) to work, I noticed a lot of traffic heading the other way, causing a mile and a half tailback into a small village named Ridgemont. This village is tiny and would be insignificant if not for the fact that it offers a short cut to the M1. Naturally, on seeing this tailback, my instinct was to do my community duty and report the matter to our local radio station, who do travel updates every 15 minutes. (Yes, it was my community spirit, and NOT the fact that I wanted to be on the radio... no, not at all.... you bloody cynics!) So I called and got through to 'Travel Steve' the ...er... travel reporter... bloke and gave him my report (it's worth noting that he's spoken to me so many times now, he recognises my number and always answers 'morning, is that Chris?') He thanks me for reporting it and says 'see you later' (which slightly worries me, as I've no plans to meet travel Steve ever) and I hang up and wait with baited breath** for the next travel report. At 8.45 he gets his intro and announces that Phone Ranger Phil had called with a problem.... and MY voice comes across the radio!?! Now, unless Phil sounds very similar to me... and was heading along the same road and reporting the same thing (using the same damn words), Travel Steve is a Travel plonker and 'Phil' is stealing my gorram thunder!
So today, I shall be mostly being called Phil......
*when I say 'article', I mean letter.... edited letter... well, highlights of edited letter... ok, so it was about 30 words, but it WAS the Daily Mirror!
** How exactly DO you bait breath?!?