cough cough

I may not know much about classical music, but I know what I like.  And, unlike most radio appearances, when there's always the risk of having spent been forced to spend the previous  night sleeping in a small car on Dartmoor in January, leading to both sleep-deprived hysteria and a nasty chest infection, talking to Michael Berkeley on Private Passions was nothing but a pleasure.  As ever I sound like a pre-war BBC announcer, but here it is.  It's still one of the most enjoyable broadcasting experiences I've ever had.