Road To Nowhere

It gave me a warm glow to see I am not alone in my love of Radio 4, apparently it's winning audiences hand over first.

It has a record 3.84 million listeners aged between 35 and 55, and it has built up its female listenership to more than 5 million for the first time, with 10 million listeners overall.

Not surprising though. it's bloody brilliant.

The news coverage is really good, though Mr Humphrey's is too shouty for me in the morning. Fortunately I'm out the house with the end of the farming programme. Love From Our Correspondent though.

But it is the non-news programmes that I really relish. Front Row is unparalleled - the culture team at the Observer team clearly think so too. Listen about it in the week, read it again on Sunday. Front Row is not vicious or bitchy but you get a very clear idea of whether a play is worth seeing, a book worth reading. Interesting interviews and thought-provoking opinion. This week's feature on the vampire genre was first class.

Then there is the Archers, Woman's Hour and all the drama generally. I am completely gripped by The Dead Hour which finishes tonight as our intrepid Glasgow journalist faces drug gang killers in this thriller set in 1984.

The comedy is mixed. That thing with Lenny Henry is a bit comedy by numbers, but Just A Minute is fantastic. No straight faces in my house when that's on.

Why anyone bothers with tele I don't know.

Potato, po-tar-to, tomato, tom-ar-to... class B, class C

Has no one considered the health effects of cannabis in terms of what happens to your figure after you've ingested it? Like when you are immediately compelled to eat 12 Tunnock's teacakes in half an hour.

Because it can happen children. Believe me.

Yours pondering whether she would have the figure of Kate Moss today if she hadn't spent her latter teenage years wandering through the fields of oxfordshire in a cloud of heavily scented smoke, binge-eating confectionery.

This video was made in Antwerp, at the Belgium Central (Train) Station on 23rd March 2009.

. . . with no warning to the passengers passing through the station,

at 8am a recording of Julie Andrews singing 'Doe, Re, Mi' begins to play on the public address system.

As the bemused passengers watch in amazement, some 200 dancers begin to appear from the crowd and station entrances.

They created this amazing stunt with just two rehearsals!

Enjoy!

Dear god, are they serious?

I can't say I'm happy about the rabbits either.

Bit misleading, this global warming.

Turns out we're not going to get tropical sunshine in Britain.

Quite the opposite.

We are definitely going to get plenty of rain. And who can stand any more of that in Britain. (oh yes, I've got the Winter's Coming Blues)

So read this and this and think about making a change. Saturday 24 October is Action Day.

Will we save the planet? No crystal balls here, but I do know if you do nothing, nothing happens. If you take a stride forward then you're moving.

I can even provide a recent example. A few weeks ago I wrote a bursary application for a friend where the bursary didn't exist. We just pointed out why that scholarship package should. We've just had confirmation that she'll get the grant money she needs and the bursary will be set up for people who come after her.

Now I'm not saying I made that change alone, or even with Tracy's inspirational story. I may have just watered seeds that were already sown. I may have only underscored what was already happening.

But I took a step forward and there was a change.

Look, it's dragged me out of a 105-day blog hibernation, so it must be worth considering. Eh?

Come on, get weaving.