Just to show that I'm keeping up with the important events in British life, I've been looking over Radio 2's Top 100 Number 1 singles list from the weekend. If nothing else, it's an excellent way of revealing the average age of the Radio 2 listener (skewing to 35+, judging by the lack of records from 1985 onwards). I can get behind most of the Top Ten, although I will never understand the love of the po-faced, cod-operatic tedium that is Bohemian Rhapsody. I'd rather listen to Abba.

I'd just like to point out I hate Joss Whedon and the entire Mutant Enemy team. HAAAATTTTTE.

Anyway, where was I? Oh. Right. This chart was compiled to celebrate 50 years of the British charts, and they've created a website which has a list of all the top singles from 1952 onwards. The scary thing is that I can remember every Number One from the start of 1987. Whether I saw it on Top of The Pops, got up early to watch the group appear on Going Live/8:15 From Manchester, spent Sunday afternoon hoping that a song I want to tape comes on the chart before my parents come back from the hospital, or something else, there's a memory associated with each song. I am a Child of Pop.