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Terry Pratchett was doing a series of back to back interviews today, to promote the dvd release of "Going Postal", the tv adaptation of the book starring David Suchet.

These interview slots are always timed to the last second. So I turned up early to our studio in Belfast to hear the previous interview from a London studio in full flow. It's strange to hear anotherÌýpresenter talking to the guest you're about to interview. You begin to doubtÌýthe worth of your questions. And then they were laughing, cracking jokes and afterÌýthe goodbye IÌýheard Terry say "nice man" about the interviewer!

No pressure!

He managed a sip of his glass of water beforeÌýthe engineer patched him through to me.

Hello Sir Terry, I said.ÌýNot the start I expected. He was very nice but he doesn't like theÌý"Sir" moniker, especially as it'sÌýused incorrectly. Yikes, we haven't even started the interview proper. The clock is ticking on theÌýtime slot and I am now in an Eat, Shoots and Leaves moment. The worst offenders he says are hotels. When he goes into his hotel room the tv screen is on with a welcome and enjoy your stay but bizarrely it reads "Welcome Mr Sir Terry Pratchett."Ìý

ÌýI was so enjoying our chat that I didn't notice the clock. The engineer cut in after 10 minutes and said we were running over and I had to wind up pretty fast. So I don't know if I made as big an impression as the previous interview. He made a big impression on me.

"Nice man"Ìý