The joy of listening to a play on the radio is not something to be missed out on. I always remember listening to comedy shows on tape in the car when I was a child, my Mum and Dad laughing along to the voice of Billy Connoly, me, small, not understanding a word of it, but finding the drone comforting. I might buy myself a Roberts Ramber II. Cath Kidston do some, but I'd really like a little blue one. :)
Thanks to Miss Matilda, I have just downloaded Vincent Price's radio plays from the website up there. ^ I am enjoying them in their chilling glory, Price's voice drawing my ear closer to the speaker whilst I get ready to bathe. I am in bliss... I've also just downloaded the Haunted Hour.
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