Oh, it's chucking it down out there again.

Want some Mauam Pimbles?

Mmm, so zingly.

Like a lightning storm in your cheeks.

Tingling like thunderbolts on your tongue.

And a 200% chance of mouth-watering tastequakes.

Chew-Nado incoming!

With the zingly-tingly taste of Mauam Pimbles, it's easy to choose fun chew Mauam.

Three minutes after ten is the time. A very good morning indeed to you.

You know, I said to you a while ago that royal phonings were a real Achilles heel for me

in the years I've been doing this job. I could never get them to fly. And I think the reason

was you could probably detect a slight lack of interest on my part.

There were some subjects where you almost feel, well, I suppose we should talk about that.

But you can tell that I don't really want to. And I think something happens. I think there's like a psychic connection between us, between you, your radio and me.

So that if I'm doing something because I feel, oh, I suppose we should talk about that. And obviously, I try to disguise the fact that I'm approaching this tale reluctantly. I don't sit here and go, well, I probably would these days, actually, because I'm getting so cocky. But back in the day, I wouldn't have sat here and gone, oh, Lord above, we've got to do this one,

we've got to tick this box,

give me a ring about...

I would have tried to be all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed about it.

I would have tried to be, do we really need her?

But I am genuinely interested in some of the subjects that have popped up recently,

although I note that they do sort of

revolve around the same issue, which is the existential threat, perhaps, to the royal family

...