I see him here, I see him there, I see Roger McGough everywhere.
Anyone would think the bard of Liverpool was involved in the Scarlet Pimpernel at the Empire instead of Tartuffe at the Playhouse....
Yesterday morning I was walking along Hope Street and spotted Roger sitting on the suitcases while people fluttered around him doing a photo shoot.
24 hours later, I walked into the Bluecoat garden for an al fresco lunch with a culture contact to spot the ubiquitous McGough - this time surrounded by a film crew and with Eddie Amoo.
Where next? After work at the deli in Sefton Park Asda with Mike Leigh?


