The end of an ear ah...

Well, that's two ears really. Two very large ears. I mean have you seen the size of 'em? Today sees the legend that is Sir Terry Wogan finally step down from his golden throne in Broadcasting house and pull up his slippers by the fire. The stalwart of broadcasting, the nation's breakfast ingredient as essential as toast and marmalade is stepping down from the BBC Radio 2 Breakfast Show after several generations of entertainment. The nation weeps.

Terry is an institution, a national treasure. How can we pay tribute in a short blog post? His dry wit has kept me chuckling for my entire life. I grew up with Terry. When my son was just a tiny baby 'Uncle Terry' used to look after him every morning while I got showered and dressed. He kept me cheerful on the drive to work even if occasionally the mirth was a little hazardous to safe driving conditions.

As he bowed out this morning with a farewell speech that brought a tear to the eye of Togs across the country we acknowledged that without a doubt Sir Terry was (and still is, he is after all not actually dead but retiring and he'll be back on Sundays), the country's greatest broadcaster.

If you're not from these parts and haven't a clue who I'm talking about. Well, then I'm sorry you've missed a treat.

Thank you Terry old Boy. Enjoy the snorkers and try to keep out of mischief!