I don’t know about you, but from where I’m sat right now, it’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas. I popped the tree up last night, poured myself a sherry and watched Trading Places for the fifteenth time, since I’m certain its cancellation is imminent. Almost overnight Magic Radio has transitioned from my favourite middle of the road radio station …
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