So I'm pootling around the office, sorting out a few things, and the 'phone rings:

"Hi, my name's [unintelligible Scottish accent] and I work for BBC London. I was just looking through the local papers to find some human interest stories to pad out silly season, because there's no real news happening, and wondered if you were still doing your Holiday at Home event?'*

"Er, no, it's already happened."

"Oh. Well, send us an email next year, maybe, and we'll see what we can do."

Oh, the life of a church worker. The glamour and fame of... BBC London.



*sentence may have paraphrased from her actual spiel.