PIPE SMOKER Of The Millennium, not to mention creator of Give Us A Break: Snooker On The Radio and Treble Top: Darts On The Radio, the self-styled Hairy Cornflake (honestly, if you’re going to pick your own nickname, at least give yourself a flattering one) presided over the breakfast show in the late seventies, before progressing to the REO Speedwagon car wash slot in the eighties (“It’s DLT, OK!”), spending time inbetween at his charming Buckinghamshire farm with his charming Swedish wife. Notorious for going off on one; seal-culling, nurses’ pay and inconsiderate drivers (“Remember, in fog – it’s Foot Off Gas”) all inflamed the Travis ire – and inexplicable obsession with how ‘great’ things sounded in ‘stereo’. Other Travis gimmicks included the Tranogram and the Think Link – ‘think literally, and think laterally’, while attempts to secure status as a Man With Musical Taste (ie bigging up Talking Heads) were hilariously undermined by John Peel’s discovery that he actually owned no records. Sealed his own fate by refusing to move with the times (which, to be fair, had been his stance since about 1977), yet though someone playing Supertramp on daytime radio in 1993 would have been first in the Bannister crosshairs, he got his resignation in first: “I wanted you to know first, changes are being made here against my principles…”. Quack Quack, and indeed, Oops.