Oh, I was almost on BBC News yesterday. They were doing a thing about the (yawn) rail cock-ups at New Street station, and in spite of my best efforts to avoid it, I almost certainly walked into shot on two occasions. I saw the report, though, and the bits with me on it weren’t used. *phew*
Incidentally, Dreamcatcher by Stephen King is very good indeed. Incredibly gross at times, but quite absorbing. Well, so far—I’m about halfway through. I’ll eat my words if it starts hitting the suck zone, but right now I’m hooked. (Movie version with Morgan Freeman being shot as we speak, no surprise.)