feeling listless

Ego I was on television last night. About a year ago, I was passing into Lime Street Station on my way to get a train into work and there was a CCtv camera set up at the entrance with a mini-speaker slapped on the side. It was harranging a man with a large wooden table onder his arm. I didn't think much of it at the time (my life is strange enough at times that this is common place). Then last night I turned on BBC Three, to a new gameshow called 'CCtv' and there was the man, and the table, and the voice ... and me charging past pointedly in the background. With bad hair. And the same bag which oddly enough appeared with me in 'There's Only One Jimmy Grimble'. It's truly getting so that we should have our own entry at the IMDb ...