It’s Wednesday
So, a late night last night, a groggy wake-up this morning and a car still two miles away in the multi-storey by the station where it was locked in last night conspired to make me late. It made the tubes far more pleasant, though, and I wasn’t the last of last night’s attendees to turn up. And I wasn’t the worst of the worse for wear, so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.
First mail in my inbox was a warning that I’m getting too many visitors. Seems my site has shifted 5GB of data out to happy punters in the last couple of months and it’s starting to cause concern. Topped up the accound, then tackled deleting my spam and extracting copy that needed editing from what remained of the messages.
I was barely in the office at all. Edited the copy, then out to ITN to record a short interview with the head of Microsoft’s home products department, who was only in the UK today and so couldn’t make it into the studio for a live appearance on tomorrow evening’s show.
She got held up with her PR and arrived 40 minutes late, which gave me loads of time to sip tea and sit in Control Room 1, chatting to Steve’s Challenge while he drove Steve Allen’s show. An unbelievable number of calls coming through. I think, as a presenter, it’s easy to miss what goes on behind the scenes when you’re on air. Normally you have only a few names and locations up on the screen next to the line numbers, completely oblivious to the fact that there’s a switchboard operator frantically scrawling down two dozen other incoming numbers. The presenter may be the voice, but it’s certainly the behind-the-scenes people who do the hard work.
From there, a dash along Grays Inn Road to a very dull product meeting down by Chancery Lane. Too many people asking too many irrelevant questions. Some very greasy hair on view.
It was dark by the time I got back to the office - fortunately in time for the afternoon tea run.
Gym with Kevin this evening - it’s Wednesday, after all. Really wasn’t in the mood for it after last night’s late night. Very tired. Had to push myself and ended up back out on the street within an hour and a half. Need an early night - tomorrow morning’s breakfast show insert has been pulled forward from 7.50 to 6.50.
Yawn.
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