They come and go do birthdays. One day you’re so old, the next you’re not. Yesterday my birthday came and went. Filled with love, presents, great food, company and Glenmorangie. Excellent!
I was lucky to share my birthday with the BBC, celebrating 90 years of public broadcasting. To mark this auspicious event they broadcast a special ‘soundscape’ produced by Damon Albam broadcast simultaneously at 17.33 by all BBC radio channels. The piece, entitled “Radio Reunited” mapped out the history of BBC radio since 1922 in an abstract composition designed to emphasise the unique bond between the BBC and the great British public. How ironic that this comes at a time when the Beeb is under sustaned attack. Make no mistake, the BBC is the greatest broadcasting institution in the world, but it is run in an antiquated way by a inflated structure. It’s easy to see how errors could be made. A paternalistic culture protects the status quo and deters challenge. Having tasted this as a brief employee of dear ole auntie during the 1970’s, I still feel enormous affection for her. Like that other great British institution, the NHS, it faces a great veiled threat as the puppetmakers strive to strip our national assets from the people’s ownership into the hands of the privateers circling round our island like greedy blood crazed sharks.
So let’s all support the BBC and celebrate our wonderful radio. I spent much of my early childhood entranched by our magic valve driven box and my teenage years listening to sport or John Peel on my tranny. These days we have at least ten radios in the house, including an old Roberts transistor, a couple of PURE digital radios, some acquired from the local auction and ones with wheels. Every day, without exception the BBC enriches our lives immeasurably.
Treat yourself – tune in and turn on.