Hot dippity dog. You ain't never going to believe this, but I've just discovered that my best chum Mike Whitby, the Mayor of Birmingham, has only gone and hired Michael Parkinson to do the vision thing.
Well, Parkinson's kind of big even in the good old US of A.
I just love those old interviews with the likes of Cary Grant, John Wayne and Mohhamad Ali.
First thing I did on being appointed assistant chief of strategy in the communications directorate was to rush into Mayor Mike's office and congratulate him on having such foresight.
I said, Mike, there's just two things. Number one, you gotta get some really top-line stars for Parkie to interview. Number two, keep that Goddam emu out of Birmingham.
Mike kind of fixed me with a stare an' said he had far more important things to be thinking about like how to get newspapers to use his picture real big on the front page. Seems they never want to use a picture, unless its bad news.
That's as may be. Far as I'm concerned, just can't wait to meet the great man.
I heard he was touring a custard factory in Digbeth, but by the time I got there he'd disappeared.
Michael Parkinson in Birmingham. Who'd have thought it?
And who said there was only room for one Michael in Birmingham?