why wy?

was meeting eddie mcguire, the ex-host of australia's who wants to be a millionaire at work today. By meeting, I mean we stood in the same 1m by 1m space but no actual verbal contact. He's better looking in real life - less plasticky and less shiny - must be the stage make up.

Eddie wasn't the centre of attraction, it was Lou, who everyone seemed to know and wanted autographs. Lou is a stout elderly tottering gent who used to be the team captain in the 50s, led the football club to national victories. It was bizarre for me because I had absolutely no clue who he was, and why people were fawning. Akin to being an Indiana Jones archeologist going "Crappy bones, who needs bones. Where's the treasure??' Maybe not quite, but I've had a tough week.

I wish I was back home, for family reasons, and also because elections are on. I got such a rush working during the elections, I really enjoyed it, the debates, the deadlines, although I'm sure my journo friends are rolling their eyes at me now.