So, I'm digging around for David Tennanty goodness on LJ and I found an article that David wrote for The Telegraph about how he feels about playing the Doctor after being a lifelong fanboy of the show. You can find the whole thing here:
http://ebonybeach.livejournal.com/49080.html
I loved this bit where he describes suddenly finding himself in the public eye after getting the role:
The madness began for me when I was walking down Oxford Street in London and my mobile phone rang (the words 'withheld number' now strike fear into my heart every time). It was a tabloid journalist who had heard that the BBC were talking to me about taking over from Christopher Eccleston in the next series. While this was true, I hadn't yet breathed this fact to a soul as I sworn to secrecy, on pain of death. I found being decidedly economical with the truth with the press, and not for the last time.
'I'm afraid I don't know what you're about,' I said. "The job isn't free, is it? Not as far as I know. News to me! By the way, how did you get my mobile number?' 'You're on our showbiz database,' the journalist replied.
Database? Suddenly, I'm in a file labelled ‘showbiz‘. There was evidently no going back. So a few days later, after changing my mobile number and briefing my family, the story - and all hell - broke loose. To this day, we still don't know how the press found out about it before my mum and dad but what became clear very quickly was that this job was different to any other I'd landed before. It was even announced on the news. There I was squeezed between Kofi Annan and the FT100 index. My mum and dad would call and say, ‘There's a lovely woman from the newspapers here, can we give her some photographs of you as a kid/at school/in the bath?' How on earth did they know where my parents lived? Is that on the database, too? My neighbours called: 'There's bloke sniffing around here, shall we tell him to go away?' Then old school friends and teachers got in touch. Honestly, whoever is compiling this database should be working for the government; we’d end international terrorism within a week - or at least we'd find out where bin Laden's mum lives.
http://ebonybeach.livejournal.com/49080.html
I loved this bit where he describes suddenly finding himself in the public eye after getting the role:
The madness began for me when I was walking down Oxford Street in London and my mobile phone rang (the words 'withheld number' now strike fear into my heart every time). It was a tabloid journalist who had heard that the BBC were talking to me about taking over from Christopher Eccleston in the next series. While this was true, I hadn't yet breathed this fact to a soul as I sworn to secrecy, on pain of death. I found being decidedly economical with the truth with the press, and not for the last time.
'I'm afraid I don't know what you're about,' I said. "The job isn't free, is it? Not as far as I know. News to me! By the way, how did you get my mobile number?' 'You're on our showbiz database,' the journalist replied.
Database? Suddenly, I'm in a file labelled ‘showbiz‘. There was evidently no going back. So a few days later, after changing my mobile number and briefing my family, the story - and all hell - broke loose. To this day, we still don't know how the press found out about it before my mum and dad but what became clear very quickly was that this job was different to any other I'd landed before. It was even announced on the news. There I was squeezed between Kofi Annan and the FT100 index. My mum and dad would call and say, ‘There's a lovely woman from the newspapers here, can we give her some photographs of you as a kid/at school/in the bath?' How on earth did they know where my parents lived? Is that on the database, too? My neighbours called: 'There's bloke sniffing around here, shall we tell him to go away?' Then old school friends and teachers got in touch. Honestly, whoever is compiling this database should be working for the government; we’d end international terrorism within a week - or at least we'd find out where bin Laden's mum lives.