Love and peace man
Simon Mayo
Presenter
Garden door open already, birds a-tweeting and pollen a-flying. Summer is here and it's time to find the rusty old BBQ and try to scrape off the gunk from last autumn. Cleaning the BBQ is the worst job in the world and almost puts me off the whole exercise in the first place. I'm never sure the taste ever justifies the paraphernalia, it is the ceremony and ritual that wins everyone over, along with the fact that it's (usually) the man who is the one inhaling smoke and flipping sausages into the ash. I've never made anything anywhere as cool/hot as Nigel's duck and bacon burgers we had yesterday but there's always tomorrow (when sausages in hot dog buns will win again methinks).
Today we have half a show for 5Live (streamed live as Wimbledon steals the network from us, the broadcast tonight at 9) then we ARF together, although TBH we all know that it is Andy Murray who might steal a few ears, as he did last time. I shall play the songs and do score updates. All the knowledge, none of the tension.
And an opening year of requirement, chosen by blindfolded monkeys bred on a diet of organic corn and rainbow alliance approved herbs, is 1968. I already have a flower in my hair.
Have a groovy and far-out Friday, see you after 5
Today we have half a show for 5Live (streamed live as Wimbledon steals the network from us, the broadcast tonight at 9) then we ARF together, although TBH we all know that it is Andy Murray who might steal a few ears, as he did last time. I shall play the songs and do score updates. All the knowledge, none of the tension.
And an opening year of requirement, chosen by blindfolded monkeys bred on a diet of organic corn and rainbow alliance approved herbs, is 1968. I already have a flower in my hair.
Have a groovy and far-out Friday, see you after 5
