I suddenly realised this morning that I didn't want to put Phil jupitus' head into a cement mixer this morning whilst listening to his 'breakfast show' and I think it was because he doesn't seem to have a sidekick anymore, which led me to think - could this be the answer to making morning radio slightly more tolerable?

SHIT! I've just dropped my Latte whilst juggling with my pret 'little bag of nuts' whilst attempting to elbow out of my way a little old lady who was a tad too dainty to make it onto the 8.15 from Bletchley. BEtter luck next time, Grandma