'Happy Birthday...'

Life I've spent the past couple of hours fulfilling a promise which I made to someone weeks ago of sending a mix cd (you know who you are and it'll be in the post by the end of the week). It's been more complicated than usual because rather than offering twenty or so tracks on a cd, I offered an Mp3 cd which eventually became some one hundred and sixty. It's in those circumstances that my music collection was laid bare as I worked my way through realising that I don't have any seminal albums and that the female/male ratio of performing artists is 7-1. I eventually ended up with some which inadvertantly melds the playlists of Late Junction, John Peel and Michael Parkinson with a hint of Mary Ann Hobbs. I have very wierd mix of tastes.