"Don't stop me now"

Back on the radio last Friday for first time in a while, and such fun! (as Patricia Hodge would say in comedy 'Miranda').  I've always had the passion for radio, and any opportunity that comes my way, I relish.  It's like puting on an old pair of slippers...reassuring and familiar, but with that added edge of excitement you don't get from a pair of dog-eared worn footwear.

Recently my son Oscar has ventured outside (not alone) on his 'smart trike'.  His confidence is growing leaps and bounds, although he hasn't quite mastered the art of peddling, but I'll put that down to his age.....and legs not actually reaching the pedals.  Now he's walking properly, unlike the tentative stagger like a drunk a few weeks ago, he just wants to walk everywhere now and be independent.  The idea of him being put back into his push chair is met with fury and loud decibel screams, so walking it is....veeeerrry slowwwwly between shops.