....Admitedly only local press, but it's a start. Katy from the Barnet Press, who read about my challenge in the Hampstead & Highgate Express, got in touch and asked if she could interview me for her weekly publication. I was therefore forced to take yesterday off work too, not necessarily a bad thing as aside from receiving an elephant's pay for my hard labour (I'm sure you can work it out. Think brown, crunchy and butter), I'm falling out of favour with some of my work colleagues. Perhaps it is my fault. When someone sent an all staff internal email asking "does anyone have a marketing contact For Field Fisher Waterhouse?" sending a reply of "Your mother" could be deemed offensive. But it was only supposed to be a joke.
Anyway a young photographer called Jazz came round to Michael's early yesterday, took a few snaps of us (I'd thankfully persuaded Michael not to sport his ridiculous cowboy hat), and left. Katy later interviewed me over the phone.
So whilst the man from The Sun hasn't, as of yet, got back to me, I am buoyed by the news that a few thousand households in the outer London suburbs are being kept up to speed about my limited success on a weekly basis. I'm now eagerly awaiting a call from the South Hillingdon Echo and the Bromley Bugle.
Incidentally, the link below will direct you to the piece that appeared in the Ham & High:
This is the picture that was used. The reason I include it is that I would like you to please note my appareil for I am now the owner of a lovely creamcheese-whit t-shirt which was printed for me by Snappy Snaps. Regretably, however, the kind people at the Ham & High were forced to doctor the picture and remove some writing from the t-shirt since written on it was the line www.greetingthe500.com, which is obviously WRONG. I did leave clear instructions with Snappy Snaps to include the 'dot typepad' part of it and in theory, I should storm back to the shop and get this error rectified, but frankly I'm far too lazy and have instead decided to buy a magic marker with which to make the necessary alteration myself.