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It’s 05h20, and I’ve already been up and working half an hour. It’s a strange time of day, which I haven’t worked since doing the breakfast show shifts at Gfm 15 years ago. I’d forgotten how secret and conspiratorial it feels listening to Radio 4 at this time of day.

A tired-sounding man is plodding through the shipping forecast while Charlotte Green makes her first coffee of the day and reads through her scripts for Farming Today, the daily non-fiction version of The Archers. We’ve just had a little hello from Evan Davis imploring us to listen to his programme about the housing market, and in a minute it’ll be the news, although at this time of day it’s not a bulletin: they call it the businessy spy-like News Briefing.

Most of all, though, you get the impression at this time of days there’s just yourself, the presenters and half a dozen insomniac nomads tuned in in the kingdom’s furthest-flug reaches. I kind of like that.

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