……so here’s a heartwarming tale. I used to spend a lot of my lunch hours and even more of my money in a tiny second hand record shop just off Tottenham Court Road called Rocks Off. It was run by a voluble Irishman and his gormless looking assistant. This creature never spoke or served customers. He’d just fetch whichever crates of vinyl the Irishman asked him for. To my shame, I assumed the assistant was either mute or mentally disadvantaged but it soon became apparent that he was neither. A few years later, he wrote and sang the greatest Christmas record ever made. So best not to judge a book by its cover. Sometimes behind the face of a farmhand, lurks the soul of a poet. The World’s Shortest Radio Show will be back on 2nd January. Have a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year.
It’s Christmas Eve, Babe………

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