WITH Alternative Comedy looming on the horizon like a manic snorting lisping bloke saying "Barstard!", a meeting of minds took place between...
DID the early shift prior to Ray Moore
FOOTBALL TRANSFER-esque signing from BBC Radio Scotland, enticed Londonwards in the mid-seventies with the promise of a headlining slot
LONG-SERVING wheel-taker of Two's Bisto-centric Sunday lunchtime inspiration-freeness All Time Greats
By the mid seventies Radio 2 was already turning into a rest home for dwindling nightclub acts and those intriguingly billed 'all-round...
UNSUITABLY monickered for those sung Radio 2 jingles
EXCRUCIATINGLY beardily-tradicraft-named Capstick-heralded slot of obvious musical leanings with the most schizophrenic content possible for a radio show
BACHARACH-skewed counterpart to Radio 1's In Concert
Quasi-legendary, verging on the 'notorious' end of the scale, radio vehicle for the five-piece purveyors of finest 'joke'n'roll' whimsy.
BACK in the seventies and eighties, the diminutive Hamilton divided his time between his Radio 2 afternoon show and Thames continuity duties
LONGSTANDING regular engagement for those two men posing as elderly female academics
EMERGENCY STANDBY meeting of 'blarney' quota during Old Tel's wanderings in televisual Peter Egan-interviewing
PIONEERING bandleader-turned-DJ who single-handledly dragged the BBC out of the chaps-in-suits era by playing nothing but pesky 'gramaphone records'
ADVANCED-LEVEL Big Band-fixated roller-back-of-the-clock extraordinaire
"MORNIN' MORNIN', Jameson 'ere!". Unfortunately.
CYNIC PAR EXCELLENCE of the R2 nightshift for the best part of 20 years of whom the dreaded TOGs offered approving words...
FROM Saturday Club hip young gunslinger (well, sort of) in the sixties, to the 21st century, which finds him in almost exactly...
EARLY SHOW ultra-dry behemoth of fond remembrance
Ultrasmooth compere of mid-morning roving doorchime-themed Open House
SHIP-IN-A-BOTTLE-like relic from an earlier age of Radio 2
SERIAL-defecting grumpy bastard outstaying his welcome on Sunday mornings
FRANTICALLY theme-tuned serial thriller starring Ray Barrett as punningly named scoop-scouring investigative journalist Rick O'Shea.
BRIAN MATTHEW-helmed attempt at doing a radio version of those hazy late-night highbrow arts review TV shows
INHERITED weekly run-through of 'Old Ones, New Ones, Loved Ones, Neglected Ones' by mono-monickered pianist Semprini
SCARY, scary Sunday afternoon staple, usually broadcast just prior to Radio 1 taking over the FM transmitters for the Top Forty.
STARTED off as your standard-issue 'swinging hits of the Flower Power days of Merseybeat, daddio!' run-through of the hits of yesteryear
SATURDAY afternoon sporting concoction of football, county cricket and the 3.15 from Chepstow
TWO'S daily soap, created as a more 'happening' version of The Dales
"I don't know what's going on here but I wish it would stop".
AS FAMOUSLY heralded by frequence-fixated Kings Singers trillery, Radio 2 proudly became the first BBC station in the country to go 24...
"MRS Thatcher's favourite broadcaster" but we won't hold that against him