Tue 24 May 2005 - Recognition
After yesterday’s little circus, it had to happen…
I get off the train at Flinders Street and go through the gate.
“Hello!” says the barrier attendant.
“Uhh, hi.”
“Are you the transport minister?”
Oh, well done fella. Hint: the minister has a beard.
“No…” and I tell him who I am. I am, if anything, the anti-minister.
“Oh… I thought I recognised you from the TV.”
Not quite.