WHEN I was a reporter on the Paisley Daily Express in 1989, I was asked to track down the writer of an award-winning children’s TV programme, Press Gang, who happened to live in the town. I called Steven Moffat, introduced myself and he invited me up to his flat for a chat.

He explained to me that Press Gang was actually the brainchild of his father, Bill Moffat, the head teacher of a local primary school. But after explaining the idea to a TV producer and then being asked to write an episode, Bill had pleaded pressure of work and recommended that his son, Steven, a teacher in a Greenock secondary school at the time, should do it instead. The rest, as they say, is history.

Steven and I hit it off immediately. We had a shared love of Doctor Who, James Bond and numerous other aspects of geekdom. While I worked on the Paisley Daily Express, I interviewed him another couple of times. Then we lost touch and met up again in the mid-1990s, at which point we became drinking pals in Glasgow of a Friday evening and I penned the occasional freelance article about his blossoming writing career.

Then he got The Best Job In The World Ever (executive producer and chief writer of Doctor Who, obviously) and I pretended not to be seething with an intense and bitter fury that was eating me up inside…

So, occasionally Steven and his beautiful wife, Sue (the brains behind the operation and an über-producer of, among many other things, Sherlock), pop in for dinner with me in the Commons and I ask him for inside info on Doctor Who and he laughs in my face and drinks a lot of Rioja.

And last night we recorded this short (about eight minutes) podcast out on the Terrace. Enjoy.