Could I possibly tell you how good it is to be on the airwaves? Radio tonight was glorious. I'm still smiling from the show. I was agonising over the playlist all day, making endless lists and scrawling all over books with my messy writing. In the end, I borrowed a handful of CDs from my flatmate and we played the show by ear.

'How about some Garbage? Yes? Yes. I'm in the mood for this song.'

'Does this feel right? No? Next CD.'

'I want to play some Gwen. Yes? Done.'

The SMS log jammed with messages, some professing love for our voices. I blushed.

A few songs in, I started to get excited, waving my hands around under the mike and telling stories. It was the best show I've ever done, save the graveyard I did with the Hobblings.

Radio. I adore it.

And Ash? She flies to me tomorrow.