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Where, now, can you find such family-bonding fun on radio? Yes, of course, if you have children you may have heard of Go4it on Radio Four on Sunday evenings. It’s engaging, it’s informative, and better still it involves children in listening to the radio. On Sunday, for instance, Barney Harwood was in Liverpool for the Free Thinking Festival, where he asked a panel of children: what one thing would you do to make the world a better place? But the programme lasts a bare 30 minutes and is so deeply hidden in the schedules that it’s almost impossible to find. It’s never given one of those puffed-up advertorials, and in any case goes out at a time when most families are rushing around trying to get things ready for school on Monday morning. Why is there nothing on Radio Four for children on weekdays at peak time in the early evening, let alone Radio Three? What about a children’s version of PM, for instance. Or an edition of Discovering Music, which gives us a child’s-eye view of classical music versus pop, Bach versus Beyoncé. Why does everything now have to be parcelled up in separate portions for distinctive audiences, so that children go to CBeebies, teenagers to Heart or Facebook and weary old adults to their BlackBerries or Radio Four? It’s very divisive and means as adults that we lose out on being reminded of the kind of reasoning which children engage in, before the grown-ups’ curse of compromise sets in. The brilliant Eddie Mair is such a versatile interviewer, he could, I’m sure, switch immediately from talking about children’s issues to interviewing Gordon Brown, or even to sharing his hosting chair with a children’s panel. Children can often remind us of what really matters. How about this as an idea to make all our lives better: let’s have less city and more wildlife. A neat synchronicity with those green roofs that Boris is advocating for London, devised by Isobel for the Freethinking panel on Go4it.
As for The Fallen, it was a reminder of how we are only just beginning to wake up to what the personal, emotional, mental impact of the campaigns in Iraq and Afghanistan has been. In the past fortnight, there have been lots of programmes on Radios Three and Four bringing to mind the fallen of the two world wars, but most of them focused on the art and the poetry that war has provoked. There’s been a marked absence of first-person reportage of the consequences of what’s going on now in Helmand province, Basra, Kabul and Baghdad. It’s odd because radio is in many ways the ideal medium to record the experiences of those in combat and those left waiting anxiously at home for their safe return. And I don’t mean those recordings of actual combat, rifle shots and near-miss bombs, or the reports from ‘embedded’ journalists, breathless with fear and excitement. But the kind of unself-pitying distress that was revealed on the TV documentary.
I wasn’t aware of what’s not been there, on the radio waves, until I was shamed to watch The Fallen by the realisation that I’ve been shoving what’s actually been going on to the back of my mind. Most of us are too far removed from war’s impact and we hear about the latest casualties on the news but fail to register what that news actually means. Whereas three of the candidates in the presidential election in the US of A have members of their families serving either in Iraq or Afghanistan, very few of us seem to be in contact with the armed forces, or want to acknowledge even that they exist and are fighting on our behalf.
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