Night of the Long Aprons by JOHN WILKIE
What filthy luck! All those centuries - millennia! - our forebears had it made: he hunted, she cooked. Dead simple, everybody knew where they were at. Now for the first time in evolution. her hormones start playing her up - she wants to do both, so he's got to do both. And we get born just in time to be clobbered! Neil and Ben, cooking-pot ment (Grimly) It's a cosmic conspiracy, mate, and this is the crunch - the Night of the Long Aprons.....
DAVID G. BLEAZARD (piano) Directed by SHAUN MACLOUGHLIN BBC Bristol