Radio 2 on Sunday mornings

[UnquietDad]

Isn't it shit?

I need something else to wake me up on Sunday. By the time the alarm comes on, Mo Dutta has almost finished and we are into Aled Jones and his fucking pious god-slot.

I don't mind Aled himself too much but some of his guests really are irritating feckers, especially that Chick geezer, who this morning informed us that "Jesus loves me, this I know/Because the Bible tells me so" was "profound". Er, no, it isn't. It's like something a 5-year-old would write.

Are you really woken up by the radio, rather than a child coming in and saying 'Is it wakey up time yet?'?

Actually they are quite good at the weekend! They used to do this but we have them well-trained now...

I love radio2 until sunday for exatcly this reason! Elaine paige is shite too.

i don't like friday night is music night, it's snooresville

Agree Radio 2 on Sunday is absolute rubbish. What happens to it? Do they really think those of us who like listening to Chris Evans, etc., Monday to Friday suddenly morph into someone who enjoys Elaine Paige gushing on?

Just don't get it.

Radio 2 is definitely light and shade across the week.

Friday night and Sunday day are a bit shady.

Still, Aled is an improvement on Don Maclean, who came across as an irritating and smug bigot, and made me ashamed that I used to find him funny on "Crackerjack."

Those people on Pause For Thought. Presumably they are intelligent, philosophical people, and have studied their religion sufficiently to have attained a position of some authority.

So why do they tell their little stories as if they're conveying the tale of Red Riding Hood to an audience of 3 year olds?

Oh, I love Michael Ball. He's so shallow really but tries so hard to sound a bit thinky (made-up word)

Steve Wright just plays exactly the same (crap) records each week. I would love to have some follow-ups on teh weirdos trying to get in touch with some woman who looked at them on the no 58 bus in 1973 in Shepton Mallet.

i agree, seems certain times of the week are stuck in a time warp, the rest have moved on,
wht are we sposed to do on sunday afternoons while Elaine Page is on:???
yawn to friday night, ooh and tuesday evenign too, at least before 8 pm.
aled jones is a nob, The Show wouldnt be the Same Without you, so he says, boooring.

and just who ARE these people that write into Steve Wright's loves songs????

farmers i reckon

I think they started off writing big woof woofs to Arnold.

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arnold?

Tony Blackburn's pretend dog. When you wrote to Tone requesting Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, or Nellie The Elephant, you signed off your letter with "a big woof woof to Arnold". He'd then play a woof woof effect back.

oh, no wonder i HATEd Tony Blackburn, cringe, cringe

Tinker, yes "Lost Loves" so funny yet so tragically sad at the same time. Usually end up listening in disbelief then . How do they remember so much detail as well after what, usually about 40 years.

And Slarty I have had a love song dedication. Unexpected and made me go all slushy. Was lovely in fact.

i am sure it was lovely

I miss Parky on a Sunday morning.I used to love all that big band and the crooners and stuff he used to play.

What about Saturday morning - Danny Baker and Zoe Ball bring back JR, he was v funny on a morning - had to rein in the rude bits

I quite like Steve Wright but the Sunday love songs programme is vomit-inducing.

"Tell my little fluffy bunny-wunny I wuv her very much and please play us some Barry White to remind us of our first snog."

Urgh!