Zarking fardwarks!
I have another. A few years ago, Dad used to work for the BBC- being the studio producer for such high brow programs as Pick of the Week and You and Yours. As such, he used to get freebies which he'd pass onto me if they were any good. Highlights included a James Pond 2 computer game and a Shaggy CD. So far, so hoopy. It was, as you could say, quite froody.

And then one day, he phoned up with a very cool proposition. But before that, a bit of backstory. At about the same time that Dad got me into Blur, he also got me into Douglas Adams in a very big way. I can still quote chapter and verse today, I am that geeky a fan. I have the book, audio tapes, CDs, a copy of the TV series, movie (which I actually quite liked), although I am still looking for a towel. If anyone has a H2G2 towel going spare, and wants to pass it my way, you'd have a friend for life.

And so, back to the proposition. Dad phoned up, and had managed to wangle access to be an interviewer on a panel show, to talk to a man about a book. Oh, and I'd be on national radio. Incredibly cool. Then he said who I would be interviewing- the man, the legend, the man whom in some senses I still consider to be a God in human form. Albeit a rather decomposed form now. I would be interviewing Douglas Adams. When he told me this, I was beyond happy. I was beyond jubilant. A little bit of wee may have come out.

I told all of my friends, and for a while, I was a geek God. I was like a nerdy Adonis. I was... well you get the point. With a bag full of books they wanted signing. Ah, memories. I still have mine somewhere, a treasure I possess to this day.

But, back to the interview. I rocked up to Broadcasting House, heavy bag in hand, positively salivating at the thought of meeting the big man. And he was a big man, considering the man in question is huge. And so, the interview took place, I asked my questions, and spent most of the time feeling like this was a dream. And then, as I look at my signed copy, I realise it wasn't a dream. It was reality, and it was amazing. To this day I still feel privileged to have met the great man and literary genius otherwise known as Douglas Adams.

Although for some reason to this day I can't fathom he does remind me of Chris Tarrant.

Ah well.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Fri 17 Apr 2009, 12:27, Reply)