After a late night visit from Sarah I awake bright and early. I head down for breakfast as I know the days of a fry up will be non existent during the next week. I even try haggis. Not bad...better than black pudding.
I try to take some deep breaths as the butterflies commence. As I get back to my room and pack my toiletries I get a call from Sarah. Guess she thinks I might have gone walkies.
'Don't leave. We'll be miking you up soon' Soon Dave or Cold Dave as I called him due to the temperature of the mic pack arrives. He fits me with a mic belt and the jobs done.
Sat on my own I get a call from the director Rich. 'Come down to the bridge, we want to do an interview' O.K. I head to the bridge on a windy day. My hair begins to look like it does first thing in the morning and THAT look lasts all week!
On the way I get a panicked call from Sarah who now believes I have walked. 'No, I'm meeting Rich.'
'Come straight back won't you?' 'Yes Mum'
