Did anyone else hear That Mitchell and Webb Sound? There was a running joke that culminated in a well-aimed swipe at The Archers. David Mitchell suggested that the best way to get through TA was to down several litres of White Lightning at speed. I know what he means.
7.02 tomorrow [please]
Continuity Announcer: And now it's over to Ambridge, where Shula is in for a shock.
Dumdidum etc etc.
'Darrell! Darrell!' [indrawn breath] 'Oh no, no!' [weepy noises, sound of sensibly slippered feet retreating to the landing] 'Alistair!'
[short pause to indicate change of scene]
Alan: Don't blame yourself, Shula. There's nothing more you could have done. The doctor says his irritating whine reached fatal levels in the early hours, and that's irreversible, of course.
[In the background there are whoops and shrieks from the Village Green as Jill leads the rest of the village in a festive conga]
Shula: I've decided the best way to cope with this is never to mention this whole sorry business again, and especially never to utter his name. I hope you can all indulge me on this.
Alistair: Yes! Yes! Yes!
Dum di dum etc.
[Sounds of more whoops and shrieks drown out Continuity Announcer as the entire complement of Radio 4 staff dance a festive conga through Broadcasting House to celebrate the demise of He Who Will Henceforth Never Be Named.]