Music Played15 items
Thin Lizzy Don't Believe A Word
The Very Best Of, Vertigo
Train Hey, Soul Sister
(CD Single), Columbia, 1
David Essex Oh What A Circus
The Very Best Of Andrew Lloyd Webber, Polydor
Pulp Disco 2000
(CD Single), Island, 6
Sheryl Crow Soak Up The Sun
(CD Single), A&M
Lady Antebellum Need You Now
Need You Now, Capitol Nashville, 1
The Beatles When I'm Sixty-Four
Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, Apple, 9
Simple Minds Promised You A Miracle
The Best Of Simple Minds, Virgin
Boston More Than A Feeling
Rock Of America (Various Artists), Trax Label
Court Yard Hounds The Coast
Harold Melvin and The Bluenotes The Love I Lost
Midnight Soul (Various Artists), Music Club
KT Tunstall Suddenly I See
(CD Single), Relentless Records
Fyfe Dangerfield Faster Than The Setting Sun
(CD Single), Geffen, 1
Joshua Radin I'd Rather Be With You
(CD Single), 14th Floor Records, 1
Santana Black Magic Woman
Santana's Greatest Hits, CBS
Confessions: The Missing Report Book
Dear Simon and assembled collective,
First I must admit that all names have been changed – As I still can't quite bring myself to openly admit to this!!! Despite the passing years.
I attended an all-girls convent grammar school in the late 60s. We had exams and reports in all subjects at the end of every term, right up to our O-Level exams at the end of fifth year.
At the beginning of the first year, every girl was given her own bound report book, and at the end of each term, exam marks and teachers' comments were duly hand-written into it. These books were "tamper proof", no chance of altering marks, ripping out pages or forging signatures - they were like tablets of stone!
Three times a year they were ceremonially distributed to be taken home, to be viewed and signed by parents and then returned promptly at the start of the new term. In the days before computerised records or extensive photocopying, these books were the sole record of a girl's academic performance throughout her entire school career and totally irreplaceable.
Sadly I was not the most conscientious student. I scraped by, showed an incredible lack of effort and received ever worsening marks as the years went by, with my father performing an excruciating demonstration of this by flicking back the pages each term and charting my dismal lack of progress.
By the end of my fourth year, the report book contained 12 truly awful reports - the last one being particularly damning. I had a lovely summer planned - illicit meetings with unsuitable boys, trips to fairgrounds and all manner of teenage fun. Sadly, the presentation of yet another 'disappointing' report looked set to scupper my plans and replace them with enforced extra studying, curfews and the like - I think today's kids call it 'grounding'.
There was only one thing for it, the report had to be 'forgotten', left at school and presented at the start of the next term so that I could enjoy my holiday. The teacher duly handed out the completed report books by calling the names written at the top of the reports. I was handed mine and quickly shoved it into my satchel, saving the inevitable horrors for a more private moment.
Once in the park I decided to look. It was much, much worse than anticipated - and strangely, somewhat thicker. When I looked closer, I realised I had been handed not just my book but also the book of the girl whose name came after mine on the register and who happened to be absent that day.
I disliked this girl intensely, she was everything I was not - clever, had a bust and a boyfriend, neither of which had yet come my way. As I read page after page of "98%, well done, excellent work, one of my best pupils, will go far..." etc, hating her more with every page, it was then that an urge came over me, more strongly than any urge ever before. I immediately destroyed her report book. I tore it into tiny pieces which I buried deep in the park bin under the ice cream wrappers and fag packets.
I enjoyed it, I knew I was destroying a document she would have treasured forever but I didn't care. I went home, hid my report under the floorboards and had my pathetic excuses believed. I think my parents were as relieved as me not to have to go through the report ritual again.
I brought my signed report book back at the start of the new term with the threats of my parents still ringing in my ears, but it was worth it, I'd had a lovely summer.
As our form teacher, 'Miss Scott', a nice young teacher who was never unkind, counted in the report books and 'Julie' asked for hers as she had been absent at the end of term, Miss Scott became more and more flustered.
She was mystified as to what had happened to Julie's report book. It was not in her desk or her bag. Miss Scott had lost it. Searches were made through cupboards and desks, behind filing cabinets and no doubt in teachers' homes and offices - it must be somewhere, and lovely, kind Miss Scott had lost it.
Only I knew the truth. I joined in with the other girls, searching and sympathising, praying to St. Jude, knowing it would never be found.
Eventually the search was called off and Miss Scott apologised to Julie and her parents and received the wrath of our formidable head teacher, 'Sister Catherine', as she admitted this appalling lack of care for such a precious object.
I would like to apologise to Miss Scott, Julie, and Julie's proud parents and ask for forgiveness for my wanton destruction of another's treasured possession, as well as her entire school history…
P.S. I subsequently went onto teach and became a Headmistress - does that make it worse?
The Birds and The Bees...
While Simon was away last week, he looked out of the window and saw a couple of rooks fighting in the trees. I tweeted about it, and was told contrary to what he thought the birds were probably lovers not fighters! So could it be true these rooks really were causing a massive ruckus by mating! We got down to the business of the birds and the bees with ornithologist and producer at the BBC’s Natural History Unit Stephen Moss...BBC Science and Nature
'Whispering' Bob Harris
Simon was joined in the studio tonight by a VERY special guest , the legend that is 'Whispering' Bob Harris.Whispering Bob Harris site.
Bob presents the ultimate Rock Radio playlist - ‘The A-Z Of AOR’ - a new series featuring great Rock tracks, power ballads, million-selling songs and album gems.
Powered by the West Coast experimental music scene and the release of the Beatles ‘Sgt. Pepper’ LP, Album Orientated Rock (AOR) first burst onto American radio in San Francisco in 1967. It was a revelation...a tour de force of creative programming which empowered it’s DJ’s and provided an antidote to the Top 40 hit radio that just wasn’t ‘hip’ anymore. By the mid-70’s AOR had become the most successful radio format in America.
From Pink Floyd, Boston, Journey and Apple Tree Theatre to Spirit, Tom Petty, Bruce Springsteen and Santana, ‘The A-Z Of AOR’ plays the biggest hits and the hidden gems from a genre that drove album sales into the triple millions.