I've just spent an hour or so at my Station during my day off having pictures taken of me by a photographer for the Mail on Sunday. I'm going to be a 'feature' this Sunday. There is, I believe, a special offer on the book. I was told not to smile for the photos.
Actually there was a bit of angst involved in this as the Mail wanted photos of myself in my uniform playing around with an ambulance. The thing is, the book is very much 'unofficial', so I didn't know if LAS management were going to be happy to have pictures of me looking like an 'official spokesperson'.
A couple of phone calls passed between myself, the LAS press office and the Mail on Sunday resulting in our press office asking me not to say anything too stupid and giving the go ahead for the photographs. I am very thankful to our press office as I'm enjoying being a media whore, its fun and it might make my bank manager happy.
So the Mail on Sunday has some stern looking pictures of me, extracts of the book written up and hopefully I'll sell loads more books making me, and my publishers buckets of money.
I live in hope.
I would like to apologise for the constant mentioning of the book, but I thought that you may be interested in the fun I'm having over it. Don't worry, my fifteen minutes of fame will soon be up.