Where's My Share Then?

Supper time. Madam, seemingly asleep on her blanket by the front door, I sneak out to the kitchen to finish off a small pork pie. Quiet as I try to be the next thing I know there she is looking mournful and doing her best to look under nourished and half starved.

Where's my share then?:



Me: "You're fat enough already":



Ah well. Who can resist that silent look of hurt and disappointment?:




Both satisfied we go back, settle down, carry on listening to my favourite internet radio channel - ROK Radio, British Comedy Channel. Mainly old programmes recorded off air so with variable quality. Even many of the advert fillers are from years ago, along with occasional songs and music from post war years.

I love the old comedy when comedians didn't think they were funny unless they used expletives in every other sentence. I hate it when broadcasters like the BBC say that some modern programmes contain 'strong or adult language' when what they mean is foul language which only encourages younger listeners to think that's the normal way to speak to everybody all the time. Over the past 70 years I can't remember one occasion where I heard a relative or friend use such language and personally I object to it being beamed into my home.

Two other internet radio channels I like are Abacus.fm - British Comedy and Goon Show Radio. In fact I've only just discovered that Abacus.fm has lots of free, ad free radio channels; classical, country, 70s 80s pop, relaxing nature sounds and so on.