“You know what you should do,” a friend said, “You should post more on social media. It wasn’t the first time I’ve heard this. Increasingly, it’s all about your following – the more followers, the more jobs you get.
That’s not confined to TV though, it’s a huge part of being a presenter. I groaned. When I get home after filming I’m a mum of three boys, I’ve finished ‘work’ and I want to chill.
If I can’t find a hair band, I’ve been known to use a pair of (clean) pants to tie my hair up and make dinner. Who wants to see that? I like that switch off and privacy. I see other presenters look impossibly glamorous for a day at a wildlife park with the kids or talking through their inner most thoughts on peri menopause after school drop off.
I half admire them and half wonder if they are missing out on actual life by recording it instead. But I agreed with my friend and posted a few pictures from a recent holiday – including one of the kids and my husband. Two days later, my phone started pinging – so did Jamie’s.
Friends put the laughing emoji next to a link to a national newspaper headline that read ‘ .’ It baffled me that this was news. To give some perspective on how I see myself, when a poll named me as an influential Dundonian – along with Brian Cox and Fast Eddie who plays the harmonica outside Boots in the city centre – my initial thought as I looked at a dinner table in the wake of post pudding devastation of three kids, was that .
