SO Chris Moyles is being consigned to radio silence.

I can’t say I’m surprised. After a recordbreaking stint of more than eight years in the Radio 1 hot seat, it had to happen sometime. But I, for one, will miss him and his odd assortment of on air pals.

They join me every morning at 6.30am as I wearily make my way to the gym and kept me company in the days when I had to endure a lengthy commute down the A34.

They wake me up. And, crucially, they make me laugh.

I know that isn’t a very cool thing to say.

The general consensus seems to be that gaffe-prone Moyles, who seems to care little who he offends or what anyone else thinks of him, is an idiot.

The self-styled Saviour of Radio One has, in eight years, changed from too cool for school to embarrassing uncle, but his millions of listeners have grown up from party animals to parents with him.

And that seems to be the problem.

The latest Radio 1 shake up is almost certainly down to their attempts to lower the age of their audience.

I admire replacement Nick Grimshaw, who always has his finger on the pulse of new music and parties hard with all those exceptionally trendy pals of his like Alexa Chung, Pixie Geldof and Aggy Deyn.

But I think it’s probably about time I retired to Radio 2 and Chris Evans.

So it’s mission accomplished for Radio 1.

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