How an air-conditioning mechanic in Sydney Australia became an award winning broadcaster in Britain; Part 137.


You can’t buy happiness.

In 2001, I’d been at BRMB for three years. In that time, a lot had changed. I’d outlasted two General Managers, a series of Program Directors and on-air lineup re-shuffles that meant every daypart but Breakfast had changed at least once. I’d been moved from a daily mid-morning show to weekends.

Because of a deal I’d negotiated a year earlier, I was only on the air for six hours a week but was being paid three times what I’d been on for six SHOWS a week when I’d started. On top of that, I had nearly a year left on my contract.

I was being paid stupid money for doing next to no work. Some people would say I had it made but I was miserable. To this day I’ve never made that much money and it proves what they say about money and happiness, they’re not related.

When I think back to the happiest time of my life, it was when I was studying at the Australian Film Television and Radio School in Sydney and we were flat broke. I was earning nothing and Julie worked in a camera shop. We didn’t have a car and rented a one bedroom ground floor flat in Lane Cove that was infested with cockroaches and rats.

Why were we so happy? Weeks earlier, I’d been fixing air-conditioners, now there was a chance I could become a radio presenter! We had hope.

No matter how much money BRMB were throwing at me, I could see no hope. It looked like my career was over, I’d come halfway around the world to do weekends in Birmingham.

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