Want to vent some bile then vent toward Fern ‘The B*tch’ Cotton. Fed up of her ‘i’m the coolest, i’ve seen every cool band under the sun before they were famous’, routine very, very boring (and very very annoying), so I turn over.
Is it bad that at less then 30 years of age, there are times of the day that I would rather listen to Radio 2 than Radio 1?
To be honest, Chris Moyles is about the only thing I can enjoy listening to till on Radio 1 until 7 at night, when it becomes a decent radio station. Even then he bugs the cr*p out of me when he rants and raves about how hard done by he is!
Can anyone else tell i’ve had a few beers and the missus is out?!