So sorry didn’t have time to update you on the show, felt shattered after doing the graveyard shift and then missed the last train back home. Ended up sleeping in Ray’s car (his wife is very wary about strangers sleeping in their home ever since Ray brought back two ne’er do wells from the hospital and they stole her Faberge egg).
The radio show went well, unfortunately had to drop the hat theme as the Paul Young CD was scratched and the Status Quo CD box was empty (so much for the hospital radio CD library!). Like a pro I winged it with a tribute to Michael Bolton and managed to slip Mr Mister’s ’Broken Wings’ and some Foreigner in there.
Announced the Fedora Hat raffle and sold one ticket (that’s not including the one I bought and the one dad bought - he would ideally like his hat back - he’s had it twenty years!)
Also discovered Pierre is really called Paul and hails from Gravesend, well thats what Ray claimed in the early hours, three sheets to the wind after a large bottle of brandy. Don’t ask! Think Ray’s spirited behaviour could have contributed to me sleeping in the car.
Received one belated valentine card today but figure this could be a trick card from the team as they were all smirking behind their hummous and spinach falafels and mung bean bakes (no wonder there is always a foul odour coming from the ladies toilet in this building).
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