I am an avowed and unashamed Radio 4 afficcionado. I have been so since I ate my rice krispies in my grandmothers kitchen and headed off to primary school with the quirky humour of Jack de Manio reading the news ringing in my ears. I will listen to almost anything (apart from Question Time which is just tooooo borrrriiingg even for me!). I am happy to shout at the radio as headbangers talk rubbish as I drive along. I am happy to laugh out loud whilst I listen to the News Quiz or Clare in the Community (still driving along – a bit of a theme emerging, perhaps?) And if I happen to be nearing my destination before the end of the Archers, I find myself having to find reasons to stay in the car until the closing credits play out.
I feel I’m a product of a good, classic, Radio 4 education. I’m totally undiscriminating. I listen to Melvin Bragg and his guests on a Thursday morning talking me through the intricacies of quantum physics or the impact of mesolithic engineering upon modern culture. I have been enthralled by Grayson Perry’s exposition of democracy and the art world. I ponder the mysteries unfolded in the history, the science, the consumer affairs, the arts programmes. I am spellbound by the dramas and the poetry programmes at assorted times of the day.
And I’m probably the best informed person you will ever meet in respect of national/international affairs. I will usually know chapter and verse about any natural catastrophe/human rights insult/impending territorial hostilities. Mind you – I have no idea about what is happening locally. Radio four don’t really care much for regional variations.
Yes – some may say I just don’t get out enough!
Ssso. To that end I’ve decided to remedy that with three events planned for the one week!!! This week. (Actually – four, if we count tonight’s college craft class. Which, incidentally, has just started to show some signs of progress!) To some people that may sound run-of-the-mill. To me – three events in one week is life changing/affirming/transformational/utterly unheard of!!! Not to mention exhausting. To even think about.
Tomorrow night is Charity Event night. Town centre. Straight after work. (Oh – where to park? what if it rains? I’m going to have to walk for miles….. Maybe I’ll leave my car at the folks and get a lift?) Already this sounds like a major exercise in planning….
Aaahh well – the next event – well – it’s not exactly going out. It’s bookclub. And it’s at ours! How convenient! No parking problems. No planning – aarrgghh – did I say no planning??? I’ve taken leave of my senses!!! The only thing not to need planned is the book – which at least I’ve read (did you hear that out there – my bookclub/ bloggie readers???)
Friends – it’s fast approaching winter. It’s cold outside, if not actually frosty tonight. It’s undeniably dark. And I spend long days in work……
This new leaf, this leap outside my comfort zone, this event planning – I’m starting to feel the inexorable creep back to the cozy embrace of radio land already!!