It finally happened. Next to the dream of turning up for work naked, and my teeth falling out, my worst nightmare happened on-air this morning - and it’s all Simon Cowell’s fault. Have a listen here (about a minute in) – and note the silence after I dropped the S-bomb followed by Ian’s (very generous) attempt to take the heat off me. Cheers Iano! (And I’m still a bit sweaty after it).
Sorry.
