Greg James: The Accidental Emperor of Dawn Patrol Radio and How Britain Still Colonizes Mornings
The sun never sets on the British Empire’s capacity to export breakfast DJs. Somewhere between the last imperial hangover and the first oat-milk flat white, Greg James—yes, the chap who sounds like your most affable boarding-school prefect—has become a minor global utility, a sonic Post-it note reminding the planet that somewhere it is already 7:09…