JEREMY VINE The broadcaster, 52, in the living room of the west London home he shares with his wife and two daughters
We’ve lived in this four-bedroom house for nearly ten years, and this room is my haven because the sun streams in first thing in the morning. These two photos are of me with my brother Tim, the comedian, and my sister Sonya who’s a painter. The one at the top was taken at our home in Cheam, Surrey, in 1970, the year Sonya was born – I was five at the time – and the one below was taken about ten years ago. I’m pleased to report that nearly 50 years on we all get on really well.
HE’S THE KING TO ME
I’ve always been a massive Elvis Costello fan – for my generation he was as much of a ‘King’ as his namesake Elvis Presley. I was lucky enough to get him to sign this poster for My Aim Is True – his first album – which now hangs proudly in my living room. I’ve seen Elvis play live about 20 times, but whenever I meet the great man I go into fawning fan mode and just embarrass myself.
ON MY BIKE
I started cycling simply to get to and from work – Broadcasting House is a 35-minute cycle ride from here – but I fell in love with it and now I cycle whenever possible. A lot of my friends refuse to cycle in London because they think it’s too terrifying, but when you’re moving at
10-12 miles an hour, which is faster than most of the cars, it’s joyful. That said, I’ve reluctantly opted for this helmet but I wish it wasn’t necessary.
I was the BBC’s Africa correspondent in the late 1990s, visiting 18 countries in three years, and it was a real eye-opener for me because it showed me there was a whole unreported world beyond Westminster. This Samsonite case went everywhere with me and one day, while on assignment in Uganda, the back door of the van I was in flew open and the case fell into a muddy road. The mud dried and I never managed to get it off, so whenever I use the case with its Ugandan mud on the corners, it takes me back to all the adventures I had in that most amazing of continents.
WHOOPEE FOR OLD COMICS!
I decided to give my daughters Martha, 13, and Anna, ten, a comic every Saturday but today’s just don’t measure up to the ones I read as a boy. So I put out an appeal on Twitter and two people, who between them had around 400 copies of Whoopee! and Whizzer And Chips, got in touch and I snapped up the lot. Now every Saturday morning my children get a 1970s comic. And you know what? They adore them just as much as I did at their age.
I loved doing Strictly Come Dancing in 2015 and discovered a whole new species of person – the professional dancer. I became good friends with Karen Clifton, my dancing partner, as well as with the other contestants and dancers. It’s painful when you get eliminated – I went out in week eight – but my elimination was watched by ten million people, which is a measure of the show’s popularity. And I still do the Charleston in these shoes every now and then in the kitchen.
As told to York Membery. Jeremy’s memoir What I Learnt is out now. Jeremy tweets at @theJeremyVine