So there I was, sat down chugging through the inane banter of shagdar yesterday, when an offer jumped up and bit me. It was for a poster, for a play to be shown in Croydon in July, called Blowing Whistles. I gained nothing except tickets to the opening night, and the chance to say “That’s me up there” So now you must all come along and see tha play, because I’m the poster boy for it