Blog Idol

You are all going to have to start asking for my autograph soon, people. Especially if you are of the Australian persuasion. Now, I know my blog has spurred me on to an almost-overnight-sensation status type of infamous notoriety and all (snigger snigger snort snort) , but this event even defied my bloggy logic, y'all. Because on Thursday morning I was merrily making myself a cuppa in the kitchen here at work when my cellphone rang. The screen displayed a cryptic "Caller Unknown" message. So I gave the cursory, "Hello, Char speaking"-type answer. To which I heard the magic words:-

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"Hallo, is that Chaaa?" (Think heavy Ozz accent)

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"Yes, this is me!"

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Would you know it - it was Campo from Brisbane's best radio station: 97.3FM and he wanted to chat to ME! I know! Talk about booty-shaking excitement! He phoned me because I'd emailed him after you all recommended your fave radio stations, asking him to play a song or two for my cousin and his wife, who live in Brisbane. How awesome is that? He phoned me! All the way from Brisbane! And he chatted to me for about five minutes, asking how I'd heard about his radio station, and I could answer "why, from my blog, kind sir!" Not really that formal, but you know what I mean. And so he asked about South Africa, and when I'd be coming to Australia for a visit, and if I would be a guest on his show and would I please marry him... just kidding.

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I know.

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Instant Fame can be a very heady experience.

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So, a very special G'Day to all of my Ozzie readers out there. Krikey! I love you, mate(s). And I owe all of my instant fame to you. [Insert Queen Elizabeth-type vague wave here]

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Oh, and if you happened to hear a very squeaky weird-accented person babbling on the radio on Thursday afternoon Ozzie time, um, yes, that was probably me.