If this podcast and my teenage diary have taught me anything, it's that looking back on who you were 30 years ago, is VERY enlightening, it's also shocking as all get out. Each week of entries leaves me a wee bit shook by my own decisions, choices, thoughts, theories and all the other inane this and that I've chosen to record within my diary. In this week's episode I've invited my bestie Jenny back (she's a 'uge Madonna fan, hence why I just call her Majenna) to help me work though some fucked up entries. Inside there’s more attempts at diarised humour, I also get nervous broadcasting into two new towns for 2 hours, I wake up to an actual zoo in the bathroom while I’m house sitting at Jan's. I wish I could remember how I removed both the small creatures I stumbled upon, the memory is foggy slash utterly gone, but I can't see myself killing them either. I have to just trust that I got someone in to help me remove them because I was not interested in undertaking that in any way, shape or form, hence why I'm sure I didn't off them like some low key serial killer in the making. I also hilariously dispense love and relationship advice, even though I haven’t had any experience of either, thankfully Majenna thinks it ain't all bad, phew. PLUS I pretend I’m tough by slagging off the cops, I know right, it's just one "brave" story after another, anyway get ready we is about to hit peak teenager AGAIN.

<div>If this podcast and my teenage diary have taught me anything, it's that looking back on who you were 30 years ago, is VERY enlightening, it's also shocking as all get out. Each week of entries leaves me a wee bit shook by my own decisions, choices, thoughts, theories and all the other inane this and that I've chosen to record within my diary. In this week's episode I've invited my bestie Jenny back (she's a 'uge Madonna fan, hence why I just call her Majenna) to help me work though some fucked up entries. Inside there’s more attempts at diarised humour, I also get nervous broadcasting into two new towns for 2 hours, I wake up to an actual zoo in the bathroom while I’m house sitting at Jan's. I wish I could remember how I removed both the small creatures I stumbled upon, the memory is foggy slash utterly gone, but I can't see myself killing them either. I have to just trust that I got someone in to help me remove them because I was not interested in undertaking that in any way, shape or form, hence why I'm sure I didn't off them like some low key serial killer in the making. I also hilariously dispense love and relationship advice, even though I haven’t had any experience of either, thankfully Majenna thinks it ain't all bad, phew. PLUS I pretend I’m tough by slagging off the cops, I know right, it's just one "brave" story after another, anyway get ready we is about to hit peak teenager AGAIN.</div>

My name is Benjamin Wasley, you may remember me from my work as Giggling Ben on Hamish and Andy, or even Bad Boy Ben with the Vixen back in the 90's, but way before any of that, when I was 19, I moved from the seclusion of my bedroom at my parents house in Adelaide, all the way to the isolated Western Australian mining town of Karratha, to start work as a radio announcer for the very first time at a little radio station called 6KA. My Godmother gave me a diary to record every momentous occasion and now, 30+ years later, I'm going to find out how weird, arrogant, lame, self absorbed and closeted the teenage version of me was. To hold my hand while we revisit the end of the 80's and work our way through 365 days worth of embarrassing diary entries, I'll be joined by the people who've know me the longest, so we can have a giggle at the teenage version of me, and compare it with who I am now, and also revisit the world as it was at the end of the 80's, compared to how we're living right now.

Inside the Diary of a (Wannabe) Radio Announcer

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If this podcast and my teenage diary have taught me anything, it's that looking back on who you were 30 years ago, is VERY...

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