B.C.

Three minutes after 12 is the time, and I actually, no, I'm trying to sort of artificially inject a little bit of bounce into my voice.

Like you, I'm still profoundly moved by the conversations that we heard in the last hour.

I just pass on to everybody who did ring in.

The deep, heartfelt thanks of lots of people who've been in touch over the course of the news bulletin.

But it is now time for, as promised, a complete change of pace.

This is...

Well, it's a little bit of radio magic.

I don't do the magic.

Seriously, I just provide the cauldron.

You do all the spells.

The way it works is this.

You have a question nestling somewhere in the back of your mind,

to which you know there must be an answer, but you have thus far being unable to find it.

Now, maybe you could find it by employing a search engine

or some sort of form of online encyclopedia.

But here's the thing.

This hour of radio is a bullock, a line of defence, a wall, if you will, holding back the march of technological

tyranny. This is a celebration of old-fashioned style knowledge and education and

entertain. Well, the idea that you've got illumination somewhere inside you as a result of something

you've seen or read or heard. Actual learned knowledge,

which is going out of fashion, because you don't really need to know stuff anymore. You can

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