Corridor Conversations
Back in Glasgow today - the first of my regular Wednesday visits here - and I pop into the studio to...well, to prove that I'm up early enough to do that. Later I meet Stewart Easton, the programme's Editor, in the corridor outside the canteen.
"Do you still know your way around?" he jokes in his usual Perrier award- winning style and a few moments later we're joined by presenter Bill Whiteford who gives me a vague look of recognition and asks "aren't you that bloke that moved to Inverness?". Ho, ho, ho.
I seemed to have spent the day having a series of corridor conversations. This afternoon I ran into Donald MacInnes, a senior television producer with CÂ鶹Éç. He had previously asked if he could meet me in Edinburgh tomorrow to discuss a programme idea and, because of that, he wont now tell me what the idea is about. Clearly he wants to keep his powder dry for the next day. Clearly,also, this is madness.
Not as mad, however, as Jennifer Allan our events producer who has been telling me about the plastering problem in her tenement flat. Apparently she pulled the tiles off her bathroom and made stonking great holes in the wall. It's an old flat and the original plasterwork was a combination of limestone and horse-hair.
"I love horses, " said Jennifer, "so I've been pulling the hairs out gently, one-by-one and talking to them. I even gave some of them names."
Funny how being away for a week gives you a new perspective. Seven days ago I would have thought this kind of stuff was normal.
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