Last night I decided to contact my local newspaper (Ilford Recorder) to try get my story printed. I sent them a list of links such as the articles in The Drum Ugly Baby and my recent interview with Charlotte Reid. Hopefully they’ll get back to me and I can get everyone in Ilford on my side. The last time I was featured in the Ilford Recorder was for my Year 6 Christmas production of Pinocchio where I played the loveable Father Geppetto. I wore my dads red and black striped BBQ apron backwards and a pair of massive glasses with the lenses taken out so I looked like some kind of Reg Holdsworth. Embarrassingly enough, my Nan has the photo framed at her house… So, with that in mind, I think it’s time Ilford Recorder did a follow on story. The tale of a wooden boy coming to life is nowhere near as heart warming as this one. ‘One man in search of employment with the intent to reward the fellow man’. Move over Disney, there’s a new storyteller in town.
What I failed to comprehend was the scale of things. This morning I spoke to my friend Danny in Dubai who mentioned contacting ‘The Metro’ or ‘London Lite’. Why didn’t I think of that? Ilford is big. Sure. But London… London is a hell of a lot bigger. It’s the home of my future job. It is where I want to be. It’s the bloody capital. Thank you for that Danny. An excellent idea that I’ve taken on board and followed through with. Within minutes of emailing the Metro I received a reply. Before you get as excited as I did, don’t. Kylie Martin who is in charge of general enquiries is on maternity leave. Congratulations to you on the new baby, Kylie Martin. I didn’t lose hope. During the next minute I found another email address to contact and did a lightening fast copy & paste from the previous email. I love a good shortcut. Assuming no one else is in the process of having a baby I’m on to something. Thanks again Danny. If this goes out it could be the biggest advertisement yet.