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      EDITORIAL    Welcome to Monitor.  We have decided to change our name from 'Info-
      sheet' as we are really more of a magazine now.  In this issue we take a nostalgic
      look at the Radio City era.  Our thanks go to all the wonderful people who have 
      helped compile this souvenir, especially Mrs. Calvert, Alan Clark and Phil Perkins. 
      Our feature writer, Andy A. is on business in the Midlands, so he has been unable 
      to contribute to this issue.  While talking about feature writers - we welcome 
      Auntie Mabel of Radio City fame to our happy team.  We hope you will like this new
      style Free Radio magazine, and we welcome your opinions.  So now, cast your mind 
      back to 1964 - to the beginning of the Radio City Saga...

           The home of Radio City was the old wartime anti-aircraft fort located on the 
      Shivering Sands some nine miles off Whitstable.  The station started life as Radio 
      Sutch.  I can clearly remember that hot Wednesday morning on May 27th 1964, when 
      Radio Sutch put out its first weak signals on 194 metres.  The DJs were, the then 
      owners pop singer Screaming Lord Sutch; his manager Reg Calvert, who was also 
      responsible for making the transmitter work; and Brian Paul, one of the Savages 
      (Lord Sutch's backing group).  Reg's was the first voice that I heard over the air
      that day, and in between the records that he played, he was urging listeners to phone 
      his wife at a Rugby number to tell her the station was being heard all over the 
      Thames Estuary.  We were told we could reverse the charge of the call! Every couple 
      of hours or so the transmitter went off the air for an intermission while the
      batteries were re-charged.
           The next event that springs to mind was the arrival of Reg's niece Tamara 
      Harrison on the fort, she was the first girl that I had heard actually broadcasting 
      on pirate radio, and I have a note in my diary for June 10th saying that she compered 
      a one hour record programme that day.  They quickly became organised and by mid-
      June, an example of their evening programming was as follows: 5-5.30 pm "Old Favour-
      ites"; 5.30-6 pm "Swing With Those Chicks";  6-7 pm "Cream of the Pops";  7-8 pm 
      "Make a Date".  When in the September Dave Sutch sold out his interest in the 
      station its name was changed to Radio City and the wavelength to 299 metres.  Original
      programmes continued to emanate from "Station on Sticks", for instance, "The Anti-
      City Show";  "The Five by Four Show";  "Feed Back";  "Discomania" and of course the 
      unforgettable "Aunty Mabel Hour".  But I'll let Mrs. Calvert, who has very kindly 
      consented to write the introductory article for us, take up the story from this point.

           "It amazes me that there is still so much interest in free radio after all this 
      time and I hope that people will continue to remember and demand more freedom and 
      enterprise over the air.
           Looking back now on those few short years I think the thing that stands out 
      most was the amount of energy that was radiated from all concerned in Radio City.  I
      cannot mention everyone who was concerned but I will try to give a little more infor-
      mation than has come to be written before.
           My husband, Reg Calvert had been interested in Radio for many years and when 
      Radio Caroline started transmission he was delighted.  At the time we were very 
      involved in our business in the entertainment field but there were light hearted dis-
      cussions with Screaming Lord Sutch about him starting a joke radio station as a 
      publicity stunt.  Little by little this idea grew and Reg started looking for a boat.  
      Eventually we arrived at Southend one day for a trip to the old sea forts in the 
      Thames.  I only went for the drive as I was a very poor sailor but I was taken on 
      board for the trip.  Going out was all right and the sight of the towers for the 
      first time was like something from a science fiction film.  We went past what was

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