Radio on

My favourite thing in the shower is the radio, which I bought from Catchoftheday.com.au. It doesn't even have a brand (how rare is that), but it has a far better receiver than any shower radio I've had before. I listen to Red Symons while I wash my bollocks. This morning a caller recounted a memory that ended up with an 80 year-old naked woman asking him if he wanted a woman for sixpence, and Symons chortled, nay guffawed, with joy. He has a refreshing callosity that clashes nicely with John Fayne, who follows him.