Hello and welcome to White Wine Question Time, the podcast that asked its guests, three thought-provoking questions over three glasses of wine.

And today we're heading back down to the cellar for another episode from the archives.

And across the course of February, we're going to be celebrating the month of love by hearing from some of our favourite couples. And on this episode, you're going to hear from two broadcasting

legends who dominated the daytime television schedules in the 90s and early noughties. In fact,

they wrote the recipe book for daytime television as we know it, with their signature warm

and unmistakable chemistry.

They share stories here of rising through the ranks of regional journalism,

talk about how they first met, the lessons they've learned from working together,

and the highs and lows of a lifetime in the spotlight.

There's never not a good time to sit down and have a conversation with the legendary

Richard and Judy.

How are you? Hi. Hi. I'm exhausted. Just listening to that.

What an incredible achievement your professional lives have been, let alone your personal lives

and a strong, secure, longstanding marriage.

Well, it's gone on for a long time, I admit.

I can sometimes sort of look back and think.

I really can't.

I know it's the biggest cliche of all time, but I really don't know where the time's gone.

It's just astonishing.

You know, we're talking about babies and grandchildren, weren't we? And, you know, our own kids

seemed, our youngest two seemed so little yesterday, and now they're kind of, you know,

they're in their 30s, and they're having babies, and it's just, it's quite extraordinary. Life is very odd. I think it's also a case of if you don't feel that you've changed inside, you're still essentially the person you were as a very young adult. Time does seem to go by really quickly. I was crossing the road the other day and I saw somebody buying a local newspaper on a stand just outside the supermarket around the corner from me. And that's where I started. I started in local papers when I was 16. Not in the supermarket. Not in the supermarket, no. I started on the Brentwood. On the wonderfully named Brentwood Argus in 1972. So this is my 50th year in journalism, basically. And I thought to myself, not only do I remember it with great clarity, my first few weeks in the office as a cub reporter, I felt the same then as I do now. I'm still absolutely the same person as I was as a 16-year-old. I know I am. Obviously, I've got more experience and hopefully picked up a few bits of wisdom along the way. And a few wrinkles.

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