Ten minutes to one and as I wandered into the kitchen a public-school English voice was describing the evils of U.S. capital punishment, with lots of doomy-gloomy incidental colour (“we drove on, our mood – and the weather, overcast … incongruously a mynah bird was crying out in the next room …each morning we loaded up the van and drove to the frontier of life and death …“.
“Not Clive Stafford Smith again – he must have a contract with them, he’s on so often. Hang on – it should be “From Our Own Correspondent” at this time of day, surely ? They’re not giving him a slot on that, are they ?”
No, not Clive Stafford-Smith – but one Vivien White, who has been around a long time. It’s a tribute to his dispassionate reporting that they’re so easy to mix up. You can judge for yourself if you click the link for Saturday on the FOOC page – about 20 minutes in.