Misfires and Minstrels
Letting the knob more or less find its own way round the wave- lengths, I fell in with some light entertainment from which, as one in the sticky morass of a nightmare, I could not immediately extricate myself. Clay's College, for instance, had among its per- formers Mr. Richard Goolden and (names with happy Itma asso- ciations) Mr. Deryck Guyler and Miss Hattie Jacques. Consequently I hoped for something with a faint touch of Itma's invention, its lunatic plausibility, its pure radio-activity. Alas I It was no more than a re-hash of the tried and (by me) mis-trusted—a series of ill- strung turns.
As for an old-time "Kentucky Minstrel" show which, when all is going with the proper bounce, permits Mr. Bones and Mr. Interlocutor to swap jests about the hardships of 1949, I have nothing to say, being speechless. But, to redeem a great deal, Much-Binding- in-the-Marsh has maintained itself nobly, and risen to all its occasions. This week's occasion is, to be sure, unhappy ; for the programme goes off the air for a time, and Mr. Murdoch and his friends are saying "Au revoir." They say it with all their own gaiety and gusto. What such a farewell—luckily temporary—proves is how settled in our affections radio characters can become, if only they stick to radio and to character. For their observance of this primary but much neglected rule we are all much bound to Much Binding.
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