Summary
ON A chilly morning in February the TOGs were near to tears. "Terry's Old Geezers" as the DJ has christened his millions of silver-haired fans, feared the worst. The show had cut abruptly into 15 minutes of sentimental music, including the Phil Collins track You'll Be In My Heart. Had Terry Wogan, they worried, suddenly been called to address the great microphone in the sky?
No. As the legendary broadcaster took delight in telling listeners upon his return, steam from a nearby gym had set off the fire alarms, forcing a swift evacuation. The king of the breakfast show was very much alive and now back on his throne, buoyed up on the backs of almost eight million loyal listeners for whom each morning is unbearable unless accompanied by his mellifluous voice and his Radio 2 show.See the full content of this document
Extract
King of the Airwaves, but Is Wogan's Crown Slipping?
Yet the question is now: For how much longer can Terry Wogan wear this crown?
A healthy fellow, if a little bit portly, a point concealed behind well-tailored double-breasted suits, Terry Wogan need not fear the Grim Reaper just yet, but Chris Moyles, the young pretender to his throne, ...See the full content of this document
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