Unquestionably, I prefer to work on radio rather than on television. Though all broadcasters have an ego the size of Heathrow's Terminal 5, I like the relative anonymity provided by the wireless.
Unfortunately, you're never entirely 'undercover' and I get paid far more attention than I welcome: as an example, half the country seems to think I support Manchester United, the other half is certain that I hate them!
Anyway, you do wonder where these 'stories' start. Last Saturday morning, hours prior to the Cup Final, I bumped into our presenter Mark Pougatch outside Wembley. He told me he'd been talking to a Cardiff City director the night before who'd asked if it was true that I'd "pulled out of the commentary".
"No, of course not. Alan's doing the game," Mark replied. " Well," said the director, "it's all round the city (Cardiff) that he isn't. We hear he doesn't fancy it!"
I haven't been to Cardiff in two years and I don't know anyone who lives there. Honestly, you couldn't make it up.