Its a Sunday afternoon and I've just been sifting through some old DAT's I found. Oh the memories...

I have a bunch of DAT's, CD's and 1/4" tape left over from my heady radio days when I produced commercials and other bits that most people who listen to the radio couldn't care less about.

Ever have one of those days that don't turn out quite like you imagined? Two broken bones, a date with Bill Gates over a Ukrainian feast, and I'm ready for bed...

It's the Tuesday morning after Easter Monday. I'm in the public hospital lying next to my youngest son, not exactly what I thought I'd be doing when I woke up about 20 hours ago.