news at bedtime

i get a rare respite from human company on my way back from geo's on new year's eve. i had a great drive over, all the lochs are frozen, some for the first time i can remember. tomorrow i may even go across to the lake of menteith to see just how far i can walk over it until the strange noise of ice make me bottle it.

anyway, back down the road, the moon, in one of those mind tricks no one can really explain, looks enormous over the mountains (hills for those of you in more vertiginous climes). the radio comes and the radio goes. when it comes back i find myself listening to the superlative news at bedtime.

i learned to read with nursery rhymes but i was still surprised at just how familiar all those characters were. it does everything a poetry programme should, it's playful, it foregrounds the language, it's contemporary. and scabrous. i loved it. t laughed until the tears ran down her cheeks. iplayer will have the last four episodes for the next couple of days. my favourite is episode six. rights for jumblies!