radio presenters,

Should they be licenciend , All day long today they are Playing the 'C' songs, and its not yet December,,

AAAAHHHGGGG,,,,, I've smashed my shed radio with a Hommer

Meow

nice video Tommy Tee, Its just another day to me and I celebrate the fact that, Its mid winter and although we still have bad weather ahead, the days get progressively longer each day and Summer is slowly coming round,

Tom

It is another four weeks before we have yon shortest day of the year, so at the moment the days are getting longer and longer

I personally love the 'Gloom' you get a foggy, cold night, and I like reading some of these Dickensian and Victorian novels, where the night time streets are full of gloom, and lit by dim gas lamps, and in November the streets are full of leaves, blown around in swirls by icy winds, which freeze the cockles of your heart, ooh I love it

Tts, surely you meet the nights are getting longer and longer?

riocaroni

Oh aye I see what you mean, that is another cock up I have done this morning, earlier on I couldn't find me underpants, then I realised I had already put them on, I think they are called 'Senior Moments'

Must admit...I am a bit Bah Humbug with the Radio tunes already.

The Thing is BB, Its not just one channel, Its all the blumming lot, At times like this I pack my bags and go on the Sunshine channel, Which is an Asian channel and they specke pun jab and Banglydash and stuff thats very refreshing because, We dunno what they are saying but, even they are slipping the 'C' word songs in now and again,
There's no escape only the off button,,

It's actually the producer job to oversee the content of a radio show, that includes music. Just thought I would point out that bit of info then tom can
blame the right people.

Tommy, you're such a rum 'un.

I love the video with the talking cat. That's brilliant.

Also, I can picture you (well, I can't actually picture you as I don't know what you look like in real life), but I can imagine you thriving in the cold and icy, frosty, foggy nights, on the gloomy gas-lit streets, with a handsome cab rattling away on the cobbles, wearing a tall hat and cape. You would have loved the 19th century.

Nothing worse than watching tv commercials advertising summer holidays at this time of year

I wish it could be Christmas everyday