I was a late convert, didn’t used to see the point, but as if often the way with converts, I’m now something of a zealot.
We didn’t listen to it when i was growing up, we were a Radio 2 and LBC household, so I never got into the habit. I used to think it was just interminable news and slightly dodgy plays. At least that’s what it always seemed to be whenever I turned it on. A friend, whose taste I trust, kept nagging me to listen, telling me I’d really like it. At first I brushed her off, so she started recommending specific programmes, which actually sounded quite interesting. I found iPlayer on the computer, and had a listen.
What I discovered, was a world full of fascinating human stories. Once I’d listened to one programme that I loved, an episode of Lives in a Landscape, I needed to hear more. I spent hours hopping from programme one to another, trying things, discarding some and gobbling others, in the manner of a post-rationing child with a box of chocolates. Eventually I sorted the series I liked from the things I didn’t. And there were lots I liked.
I can’t imagine my days without it. It keeps me company when I’m working, informs me, challenges me, make me feel clever just for having it on. When I have to go without for a few days I miss it, and I fall gratefully on iPlayer as soon as I am home again. It has filled a hole in my life that I didn’t know was there. I truly love it.
Now I’m just trying to work out who is who in the Archers…