I listened to a bit of a documentary about Portland stone, then turned the radio off to read in bed. Then I put my book down and turned the radio on again. What was that? I had worked out it was some kind of cross media thing. My DH and I were both unimpressed. It reminded me of experimental theatre from the 1960s but not in a good way.
My dad spent 40 years mastering his craft, and last week someone half his age told him how to eat.😠



