Silver Screen -- Not Exactly!
My co-presenter arrived, bemused by all the commotion. "Have you been on camera yet?" he asked.
"I don't think we'll be asked actually, I think they've almost finished." I wasn't too disheartened to be honest because it was almost time to do our show and I'd suddenly gone chicken. Sitting in front of a microphone is one thing, having a camera shoved in your face is quite another.
We went into the studio leaving the pandemonium to continue outside. The mic lit up, red light on and we were on air. I heard the production room door swing open and a bit of a kerfuffle ensued behind the closed studio door. We ended our little piece of introductions, the light went off and the door swung open. In popped a camera man and a sound recordist.
"Sorry guys, do you mind if we film you?"
Roy, my co-presenter, well his face lit up. "Yeah come in--what do you want us to do?"
I froze. A little voice in my head said "No." I nervously smiled as they stood in the corner.
"Just act normal, just do your usual stuff and don't mind the camera, we'll be as non-invasive as possible," The camera man said.
We signed a piece of paper to say it was okay to be filmed. The next thing I heard was "Ready." The studio On Air! light came on and we began our little radio chat trying to be as natural as possible. I could see out of the corner of my eye the little green light on top of the camera unit. I just carried on and I was remarkably quite calm. They were indeed very quiet and by the time I'd finished, I'd hardly realised they were there!
They stayed for a while filming equipment and the odd reference to us to point a finger or move a button. The whole day was very fractious with dignitaries wandering around. The Mayor came in with all her chains, the MP and local newspaper. I nervously asked the Mayor to give us a song which the MP found very amusing, so I then asked him to do the same.
"My dear, I can stand up in Parliament and give all I've got, but sing... I think I'd get politics done away with!" he joked.
Soon it was all over with and all that was left scattered around the building were half eaten and curled up sandwiches, half drunk glasses of wine and bubbly and a sudden sense of calm. Roy picked through the sandwiches offering me one!
"Oh sorry! -- you don't, do you!" Eat was what he meant! to which I replied, "It's okay I'll give it a miss!"
Day over! My burst of stardom was no more than a few minutes. At least I can say I did it!