On Thursday the Metropolitan Police got back in touch regarding the News of the World hacking saga. The next stage for me is travelling to see them at the end of the week. So far all the information I've been told is the numbers found on the notebook of some 'journalist', and subsequently recognised as being mine, along with a postcode, which I also recognised as mine! One of the numbers was my old answerphone number, so let's see where this now goes - I can see this getting interesting...
It turns out that my name has popped up in the News of the World phone hacking case and they are investigating as I type. In truth, I would have been gutted to think I wasn't worth at least a little hack! Imagine being deemed by the people at News of the World as not being in the the top 8,000 most interesting people? Joking aside, if the police confirm that I have indeed been hacked, I will still sue. The joke to me is that in the period they are talking about, whoever had the pleasure to get into my voicemail would have been faced with hour-long Courtney Love rambles about her new songs at 5am UK time.
A week ago it emerged that the News Of The World had been hacking into the voicemails of dead children. We donned out grubby macs and cheap trilbies and set out to expose the evil doers. We planted porn in Andy Coulson's bin, handed out bungs at the police bravery awards and tried to doorstep Rupert Murdoch. The result is a very silly short film NEWS OF THE SCREWED for Don't Panic TV.