My first taste of George Lamb (6Music) came yesterday, stumbling upon his mid-morning show. It wasn't, perhaps, the best one to sample. Lamb apologised for the absence of sidekick "comedy Mark", and made it clear that last week's shows had been a particular hoot thanks to the programme's "What a Don" feature. This isn't about academics or gardeners called Monty; instead, it's naming someone worthy of respect. Last week was a swearing parrot.
All of which brings me to Lamby's Lingo: a dictionary of the presenter's very own slag and sayings, also used by listeners when they text in. "I'm feeling pretty wafty," said one, meaning "lame or second-rate". You will either delight in the idea of a show having its own lexicon or think it all a bit, well, wafty.
Lamb has an attractive voice with a raspy edge, and a thoroughly laid-back demeanour which seems made for late-night radio. The Super Furry Animals, performing live, also sounded uncomfortable in the bright glare of the morn. They were still reminiscing about the previous night's gig in Bristol ("they're crazy for the cider down there") and looking forward to tonight's at London's Roundhouse. "It's round, and it looks like a house," observed one Furry, sleepily.