British Isles behind, Fair Isle in front.

In the words of the Stephen Foster song, the ‘Old Folks at Home’.

Not sure about my batting stance, but my mother’s wicket-keeping is exemplary.

Aged fifteen: my first electric guitar and my first-ever appearance in front of an audience.

A moody quartet comprised of Peebles, Powell, Peel and I in the Radio One studios at Broadcasting House.

At the start of 500-mile walk assisted by The Proclaimers and Dennis the Menace. Another normal day, then.

The Rock-Olas – myself, Paul Foss, Barry Gibson and Keith West – on tour with the Radio One Roadshow.

A cuppa with Macca.

All together now: ‘We’re all going on a summer holiday…’

The moment before mine and Richard Branson’s prank misfires and a friend’s wedding cake crashes to the ground. We are reminded of it annually.

Chris Farlowe, Cliff Richard, Sue Barker and I at the Abbey Road studios.

The Guinness Book boys – me, Tim Rice and Paul Gambaccini – with Kate Bush. It was humorously captioned: ‘Three men with Kate Bush in their eyes.’

‘All the nice girls love a sailor’: in the Mediterranean with Olivia Newton-John and Gloria Hunniford.

Hanging out with the Brisbane boys, Robin Gibb and Peter Andre.

The launch of the first Betjeman album at Kettner’s with rascals such as Captain Sensible, Annie Haslam, David Essex, Steve Harley and Arista boss Peter Jamieson.

Alvin Stardust, Cliff Richard, Andrew Lloyd Webber and I share a bottle of something highly carbonated at the launch of the Pop Quiz board game.

A Guinness World Record: two dozen broadcasters and none of them talking.

Our party at the House of Commons for the number ones of the ’70s. One point for every one you can name.

Prince Philip about to land me one at Buckingham Palace, although as a royalist with concern for my knighthood I offer no resistance.

It’s all very well, but she held my hand for a full twenty minutes.

Peter Fleming, Cliff and myself all behaving like the gentlemen we are. But what the heck is Michael Chang looking at?

Lady Betjeman making me work for my tea.

With Margaret Thatcher in 2002.

Our skiing gang in Lech, Austria.

Tennis giants. Well, three of them: Bahrami, Leconte and Nastăse to you.

The Radio One team are victorious at Old Trafford as Bobby Charlton and I lift the coveted trophy. Between us we have 106 England caps. He has 106 of them.

In traditional cricket shorts for Heartaches CC, much to the displeasure of skipper Tim Rice lurking loftily in the back row.

It’s an unfair cop, guv.

As Tina Turner. She was very impressed.

Union Mike.