"The Unseen Alistair Cooke"
Masterpiece Contemporary
In their ancient Dorset cottage back in the 1950s my grandparents took great pride in their almost equally ancient radio set, an apparatus as big as a suitcase, polished walnut on the outside and glowing glass valves within, and with an illuminated dial inscribed with what seemed to me the most exotic-of names; Hilversum, Schenectady, Kowloon. There was another radio in the kitchen, for ordinary listening; but for special occasions, as each Friday evening at seven, we gathered around the drawing-room behemoth, and we did so in sacramental awe. more










