What’s the worst thing that could happen during a job interview? Perhaps a fire alarm.
Fortunately I was the interviewer rather than the interviewee, but if it was me sitting there waiting to answer an hour of questions about myself I can’t imagine I’d have been too happy at the prospect of clambering down five floors of fire escape with 500 other people, only to climb all the way back up to the top again when given the all clear.
Still, it was a chance for some unexpected fresh air on an exceptionally hot day that saw us sitting out in Soho Square eating salads at lunch among the painfully fit topless guys all keen to show off their perfectly tanned perfect pecs. Tonight, nachos, cheese and free gossip with PRs in Porters Bar.
Had an instant message from Danny mid-afternoon with advance warning that the arts and culture show for which he interviewed me last week is now online. That’s a pretty quick turn around considering it was pre-recorded and has since been broadcasted on a station in Saskatoon, Canada.
Danny sounds great – very Radio 4 – and the show, being entirely devoted to the medium of blogging, has some interesting guests. My two short snippets (neatly positioned in the first and third parts) pale into insignificance beside Rebecca Blood, who came across sounding very friendly, natural and authoritative. Kind of makes me wish I’d not been quite so disappointed in her book (and said as much in print).
I don’t know how long it will stay online, but there’s a little archive of the shows building up here. It’s the one entitled ‘Understanding Blogging’. I’ll be popping back tomorrow to listen to some of the others.
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Broadcasted?
BROADCASTED??!!
Surely the word is Broadcast…
“Surely the word is Broadcast”
Surely there is nobody that anal that gives a shit ?
Although it’s rare to see the word ‘broadcasted’, it’s a perfectly good word matey.