Salt hey? It used to be public enemy No.1. Now we just can't get enough of it or so it seems. According to the radio this morning flat soled shoes are not as safe as those with heels. Personally I thought it was tread/grip that counts.
Radio today is not what it used to be. In the good old days (when times hadn't changed lad - hear the Yorkshire accent if you will) a radio DJ would talk to you the listener. Now the listener eavesdrops in on a conversation between the DJ and another DJ, the Newsreader who doesn't appear to want to let go her spot at the top of the hour, a weather forecaster who thinks her moment has come or Sally bloomin Traffic. I was listening to Stuart Maconie and Mark Radcliffe the other night on the way home. I like both of these broadcasters but why put them together when they're truly awful and spend far too much time talking and bigging up each other's none intresting banter? People used to complain about Tony Blackburn (and rightly so) but he wouldn't let anyone near his show. He threw in a whole lot of unpc humour but played an awful lot of really good music. May be there was just more good music around in his day.
So much to ponder....
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