The back of my head is famous
It was the Queen Mum's birthday (gawd bless 'er) and I and my family were invited to a bash at Buckingham Palace because a cousin was in a choir that was to perform there. My gran (gawd bless 'er) couldn't walk very well so I was given the task of running on ahead to nab a seat for her. Hence the sight on that evening's news of my spectacular mullet bouncing away from the camera as I jogged into Buck House's inner courtyard.

When I was working as a computer games journo, I was on L!ve TV late at night with Kate someone-or-other who went on to become famous in something. I think that we and the production crew outnumbered the total audience by some margin.

Earlier this year my son was part of an early-morning Channel 5 kids' show, and I appeared in one episode standing on a pier catching crabs (the swimmy kind, not the itchy kind).
( reallywittyname veraciously conspues lexiphanicism on, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 13:50, Reply)