If you where a BNP nutbar on the lookout for the absolute undiluted essence of Britishness with which to create a yardstick of what we are all about without their idiotic recourse to examination of your skin colour and the place you accidentally got born, then they could do worse than turn on Radio 4.
Radio 4 is of course marvelous in it's own right, the only intelligent approach to news reporting still available to us Englishmen, and home to such institutions as "Mornington Cresent" and "I'm sorry, I haven't a Clue", and the masterful "Just a Minute", but TMS is the Jewel in the Crown.
Today I was listening to the fourth day of the second test between England and the West Indies, the Windies are trying to avoid the follow on, but the chaps on TMS have decided that the best thing to do at this stage is develop a conversation on the distribution, range and call of the Common Oyster Catcher. They may have heard one earlier, or at least the mention of one, which might actually have been an anecdote about Ian Botham's Father playing cards at Oyston in Jamaica.
Genius.
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Why did this make me laugh? :lol:
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