THOUSANDS of people around the UK and well beyond, especially over the past year, derive pleasure, comfort and stimulation every weekday from the top-and tailing on BBC Radio 3 of the morning Breakfast programme and the evening In Tune. The regular presenters for these live broadcast slots are Petroc Trelawny and Sean Rafferty, one a Cornishman, one an Irishman, colleagues and friends who joined the station within months of each other in 1997/98. Both have vivid memories of occupying offices in a remote offshoot of Broadcasting House with sloping garret roofs and ‘a very useful fridge’.
The two programmes share a strong sense of community with their audiences. ‘It’s like being part of a large family,’ says Mr Trelawny, ‘but without the rows.’ Breakfast is shaped by listeners, who contact the programme with suggestions; he relishes the quirkier items and the chance to include his own favourites— trains and railway routes are frequently mentioned, as is anything Cornish. ‘Radio is an intimate medium,’ observes Mr Rafferty, ‘people are touched by it, their imagination can float. I’ve banned the C(ovid) word on In Tune, which is not avoiding reality, but providing people with a place of safety, an antidote to dark times.’
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Kitchen garden cook - Apples
'Sweet and crisp, apples are the epitome of autumn flavour'
The original Mr Rochester
Three classic houses in North Yorkshire have come to the market; the owner of one inspired Charlotte Brontë to write Jane Eyre
Get it write
Desks, once akin to instruments of torture for scribes, have become cherished repositories of memories and secrets. Matthew Dennison charts their evolution
'Sloes hath ben my food'
A possible paint for the Picts and a definite culprit in tea fraud, the cheek-suckingly sour sloe's spiritual home is indisputably in gin, says John Wright
Souvenirs of greatness
FOR many years, some large boxes have been stored and forgotten in the dark recesses of the garage. Unpacked last week, the contents turned out to be pots: some, perhaps, nearing a century old—dense terracotta, of interesting provenance.
Plants for plants' sake
The garden at Hergest Croft, Herefordshire The home of Edward Banks The Banks family is synonymous with an extraordinary collection of trees and shrubs, many of which are presents from distinguished friends, garnered over two centuries. Be prepared to be amazed, says Charles Quest-Ritson
Capturing the castle
Seventy years after Christian Dior’s last fashion show in Scotland, the brand returned under creative director Maria Grazia Chiuri for a celebratory event honouring local craftsmanship, the beauty of the land and the Auld Alliance, explains Kim Parker
Nature's own cathedral
Our tallest native tree 'most lovely of all', the stately beech creates a shaded environment that few plants can survive. John Lewis-Stempel ventures into the enchanted woods
All that money could buy
A new book explores the lost riches of London's grand houses. Its author, Steven Brindle, looks at the residences of plutocrats built by the nouveaux riches of the late-Victorian and Edwardian ages
In with the old
Diamonds are meant to sparkle in candlelight, but many now gather dust in jewellery boxes. To wear them today, we may need to reimagine them, as Hetty Lintell discovers with her grandmother's jewellery
