I don’t think a house can really be a home without a radio in it. My radio was the first thing I packed when I went away to university, my reasoning being that it was the one family member I could take with me. It’s been a constant presence through relationships ending and beginning, difficult jobs and tedious commutes, and long winters in draughty flats. Presumably I could cook dinner without the radio on but I’m not sure how.
More than any other medium, radio is about companionship. TV and films can be social events, gathered around with family or friends, but radio is special because it keeps you company while you’re on your own, often while you’re doing something else. Radio says that you’re...
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