CHAPTER 38
“Georgiana? Are you listening to me?” Gerry talked into her earpiece.
“Yes of course I am.” Georgiana made a face into the camera.
‘You look like you’re a million miles away,” Gerry replied. “Are you sure you’re ok to do this? I don’t need a meltdown half-way through the broadcast.”
“I’m fine. Where’s John?”
“He’ll be here in five. I need you at your best, so if all this boob stuff is bothering you, now’s the time to tell me,” Gerry said.
“All this boob stuff?” Georgiana glared down the lens. “I’ve apologised. If I can sit here, hold my head high and do my job, then you lot can bloody well stop thinking about my breasts and get on with yours.”
Gerry snorted and the rest of the outside broadcast crew fell about laughing. “That’s my girl,” he smiled. “Now, let’s get this sh
