For many years, people have told me I have the perfect face for radio. Every time, my reaction was the same – when the red mist lifted and I finally stopped hitting them, I’d mull it over for a while. You know, that would be fun. There’s something deliciously challenging about radio, and also something incredibly cheap about it too. … Read More
One of the nastiest experiences of my life was having coffee at the Paragon Train Station in Hull.