Comedian's Choice
Wilfred Pickles chuuses to read Samarkand by T. E. ÐOGAR
The magic of the word was upon him, like the washing of a scented sea on the shores of some dim, fabulous land ... 'It's like this, love," said Harry. I'd like to go there. I'd like to go meself and see this place before I die. Now is there owt wrong wi' that? No, by Gow! '
Producer BARBARA CROWTHER