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Can't stand Sarah Cox - stupid northern bint - no diction.
This.
Chris Moyles. Utter self-absorbed prick
and that
Pretty much anyone on Radio 1
summed up beautifully
Can't stand Sarah Cox - stupid northern bint - no diction.
Chris Moyles. Utter self-absorbed prick
Pretty much anyone on Radio 1
To expand, what I particularly love about Paul Miller is his totally inane subjects for discussion, like "When have you ever lost something?" or "Have you ever seen a door and you don't know where it goes."
Also the fact that it takes him half an hour to say something really simple.
Also the fact that the same people seem to be ringing in every time I listen.
He's BRILLIANT.
"Oooohhh, I think I know this, errrrr, what was it now, ummmmmmm, I know...... I'm going to write this down, I seem to remember reading it somewhere recently....Or is it that? Maybe, it maybe that? Oh I dunno, I'm going to write this down, to Hell with it."
And so on for 15 minutes!
I had no idea it was more than just me and the missus listening to this every night!!
Sarah Gorrell is the worst radio presenter on radio. That's not just SCR, I'm talking radio as a whole.
this this this she drives me round the bend the slightest sound of her voice sends me reaching for the channel changer
I miss Terry Wogan!
Sarah Gorrell is the worst radio presenter on radio. That's not just SCR, I'm talking radio as a whole.
Couldn't agree more - far too mumsy and talks about her kids all the time.
"Oooohhh, I think I know this, errrrr, what was it now, ummmmmmm, I know...... I'm going to write this down, I seem to remember reading it somewhere recently....Or is it that? Maybe, it maybe that? Oh I dunno, I'm going to write this down, to Hell with it."
And so on for 15 minutes!
I had no idea it was more than just me and the missus listening to this every night!!
In terms of sheer, cringing awfulness, though, I would like to volunteer someone who tops even Richard Madeley.
I don't even know the bloke's name, but a couple of weeks ago, I was driving through Newhaven, when the usual radio station tuned out. Pressing the scan button to find something else, the radio settled on something called (I think) Seahaven FM. Now even in your worst nightmares of cliched old DJ bullshit, you cannot even begin to imagine how embarrassing this guy was.
You know when you used to play as a kid and press the button on your walkman (other devices are available) and pretend to be the DJ introducing the song...well that's what this guy sounded like, complete with absurdly elongated words in a vain attempt to stretch what little he had to say out to the point where the vocal cut in. Every other word was er, or um, or mmmm, in a chronically poor attempt to fill the airtime. He was also astoundingly proficient at that corny old DJ trick of making every T sound like a D.
Please, someone from Newhaven or Seaford- I presume that's where he broadcasts to- tell me he does exist and I didn't just imagine his entire appalling performance?