Monthly Archives: January 2009

The Fat Duck

Today was the 18th anniversary of me joining the BBC. Normally me and my fellow trainees go and have a cheap meal and drink too much and get unwell. This year we decided to do something nice. So we went … Continue reading

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Ain’t no cure for the wintertime blues

I don’t do poetry. There’s a famous definition of poetry – Professor Bergonzi’s definition – that says that if the words go to the end of the line, it’s prose; if they don’t, it’s poetry. This must be hard-wired into … Continue reading

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