Entry for April 02, 2007

The BBC have singularly failed to notice my comic talent. I have received an e-mail telling me I’m not to come back for the next round of the project.
I choose not to be down-hearted however. I picture the Producer in ten years time on an edition of Sky One’s “100 Biggest Showbiz Mistakes”. I see her as a shattered wreck (perhaps with a nervous tick or two). She is wearing an old fur-collared jacket that has seen better days, and there is a far-away look in her eyes.
The smarmy presenter shows her a clip of me collecting my Third Tony Award for best comedy screen play, and then reads out the e-mail where she cruelly rejected my sketch. I picture her downing a double vodka and then turning red-eyed to the camera: “...but the sketch was shocking...I mean really shocking...the man could barely string two words together...no-one could have known...no-one could have seen the frightening talent that the man had...bigger than Neil Simon for christsake.”
Yeah doll. And guitar bands are on the way out.