Lo and behold, both albums were available in a two CD set for some ridiculously low price, so I took the plunge. However, I had read some heartening reviews of both City To City (parent album to 'Baker Street') and this, its follow up, 'Night Owl'. My fear was that 'Baker Street' was a wild one-off, and that everything else would either be bereft of any of the elements that made 'Baker Street' so special, or a pale imitation, albums clogged with desperate attempts to bottle that lightning once again. It was, I think, for this reason that it took me a quarter of a century to follow up and investigate more of Rafferty's back catalogue. Nonetheless, my regard for 'Baker Street' never waned, and to this day I consider it to be almost perfect. As it transpired, when I was asked to step up as selecta for the beleaguered and ailing patients of Royal Bournemouth Hospital, I opted for the pop-reggae of China Black's 'Searching'. A pretty slick pick for a eight or nine year old in the mid-1990s. I, on the other hand, had written in saying that my favourite ever song was 'Baker Street' by Gerry Rafferty. I assume the other two wrote something funny or charming to secure their guest slots. Selection was undertaken on the basis of letters we had written to the station manager, stating why we would make good radio presenters. Provenance: When I was in Year 4 I was selected to be one of three pupils in my school to appear on a breakfast request show at Hospital Radio Bedside in Bournemouth.
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