The latest instalment of what is now becoming a Radio 4 institution kicked off with an appearance by that game old trouper Sir Terry Wogan (27 November). The year was 1953, at which time young Terence was in sight of his fifteenth birthday and living in Limerick, but the record of his adventures – scribbled in a Catholic diary supplied by his bookshop-managing Auntie May – began with a festive trip to Dublin. Here, indulged by the relatives on whom he was quartered, our man enjoyed luxurious lie-ins, excursions to the post office to buy stamps and visits to the local cinema to watch Storm over Tibet.Wogan’s compère, the comedian Rufus Hound, had opened the proceedings by wondering whether his guest would greet the opening-up of this bygone universe with pleasure o