"Just stick the microphone down your jumper, that's lovely..."

Look! It's me on Sky News! I've tried to embed the clip but it doesn't seem to be working so here's the link - requires Flash. I'm talking an enormous amount of rubbish, but that doesn't matter as my hair looks *fabulous*.

I got picked up in a cab from East London and was driven all the way to Sky Village which is a compound of lots of Sky TV buildings near Heathrow. Got dropped off at the Sky News building and was ushered into the Green Room where I had to wait half an hour as my driver was so worried about the traffic he floored it through West London and I was so early I clashed with the folks preparing for the 7pm Five News. I got to stand very awkwardly next to presenter Matt Barbet who is as twinkly and cute in real life as he is on TV - 100 watt smile and perfect hair.

Then he left and I had to sit and make polite, interested conversation with the lone guest for about 15 minutes. He wasn't a cocaine-snorting Blue Peter presenter as Katy had hoped, but better: it was Rimmer from Red Dwarf!

I made small talk with Rimmer from Red Dwarf and didn't once call him a smeghead or do the big twirly Space Corps salute! He was very nice, very keen to talk and when I watched his clip on the monitor, I noticed he used several phrases he had used in our conversation so having a chat with me was clearly a bit of rehearsal for him.

I really enjoyed saying 'inappropriate touching' on live TV and suggesting that LOLcats could crash planes.

So that's a small moment of media glamour to start the year. What's next? I'll let you know...

Sleep Standing Up - You Can Do It On the Bus Coming Over Here

I’ve been busy. Everyone is busy. I’ve been very busy. Certainly giddy. Almost breathless. Shall I tell you what I realised when I met a friend last week? We hadn’t seen each other since the start of summer so we had a lot of news to share. He had been in Edinburgh and had won awards for a play, was embarking on an opera discovery and was continuing his usual business. As for me…

… I had changed my name

… I had moved house

… I had started my critical writing programme and was fully immersed in conferences, interviews, festivals, theatre and countless performances, each one a story in itself

… I had taken up part-time work at a private hospital and was learning Arabic

… I had dropped my Spanish classes in order to keep evenings free for even more theatre-going

… I had been to France to visit my brand new niece

… I had been to Falmouth, Cornwall to have a great time at a friend’s wedding

… I had been to Great Dunmow, Essex to have a great time at my cousin’s wedding where I was unexpectedly reunited with my old friend and former boss Chinese Elvis

… I had been to a big wedding banquet at the same restaurant where I had hosted my own wedding banquet the year before

… I had designed and hosted a Londonist pub quiz

… I had almost become a magician’s assistant but it didn’t work out

… I had almost become a worker at the Bethnal Green Working Men’s Club but it didn’t work out

… I had been busy.

I told you.

I will continue to tell you. With photos. Watch this space.

And watch my ongoing list of where I'm going to be that turns into a list of where I have been faster than I can update it. To your left, or to Facebook where I seem to be spending a lot of time.