As an avid radio listener I usually split my time evenly between Radio 4 and Five Live. This is what I want: to wake up to John Humphrys, James Naughtie and Mishal Hussain intelligently interviewing knowledgeable individuals on the topics of the day. Nicki Campbell irreverently conducting a general public phone in. News. The occasional afternoon play. Some sport. Travel updates, but only when I’m on the road. And a book at bedtime. And repeat.

What I don’t want are the personal life-stories of the presenters. The BBC continually advertising itself and its programmes. The BBC advising me to contact it by any, and all, means possible, at any and all times of the day. The presenters showing themselves to be ‘in’ on their latest private jokes and showing me how ‘hip’ they are. I don’t need to be convinced that the presenter and guest are the greatest of friends and hang-out together. I don’t need any of them informing me what I’m going to hear in 15 minutes. Or what I heard 15 minutes ago. Again.

I’m Carl - my phone isn’t smart, I’ve never sent a tweet, I'll never pose for a selfie, and I’m not my son's friend on Facebook. In fact, I’m no-one’s friend on Facebook. I read, I digest and I regurgitate with my spin on the things that matter. To me.

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