Everythings coming up Will in OD

So, I’m ready to be trained. Hence the reason I’m here just now. I’m sat, wearing black t shirt, black fleece jumper, black trousers (I’m not sure if I have to wear black trousers or not, so I’m erring on the side of caution) and black shoes, my long black leather coat on the back of my chair. People must think I’m a burglar or summat.

I also got some good news last night. Remember me saying a while back that I had entered a story for a competition about the Transporter Bridge? Well, I didn’t win (the two prizes went to photo sets) but, they think my story is good and want to include it in an exhibition! No details where or when yet, but of course I’m going to say yes.

I’m slightly more nervous about that than the training, to be honest. It’s the first time something like this has happened to me. It’s good timing though. I’m submitting as short story to a BBC competition for possible broadcast on Radio 4 and have to include a cover letter.

Back in a moment.

Sorry about that. Two minute silence.

Where was I?

Oh, right. Cover letter. I’ve still to write it (there’s some advice on the BBC Writer Room blog about that) but I can now put that down instead of just saying I have not been published or anything.

Finally, meet my new mascots:

Hand painted by yours truely, which is why they look a bit crap.

Any suggestions for names?

Will