Start of show: "Hello again, my beauties, this is another John Peel's Music for BFBS."
It's World Cup time in France, and Peel's enquiry to a friend of his in a reggae shop as to whether there are any reggae records about the World Cup reveal that there are a mere 38 on the shelves. Two such are played.
JP relates stories about two gigs that he went to see featuring Hooton 3 Car (who he says have just split up): their last ever at a studio facility in Hartlepool, and another in Salcombe with a TV crew.
John admits to quite looking forward to being a grandfather, but this was not to happen for another five years.
"Very very very old listeners" are treated to a track from the Incredible String Band as John compares the band favourably to Hefner.
The new LP from Half Man Half Biscuit arrived in the post while John was putting the programme together, and predictably a track from it is played.
(JP: 'I'm never absolutely certain when it is that you get to hear these programmes. I mean obviously they get to be heard at different times in different places, but by the time you hear this one, I suspect that I shall be at Glastonbury right in the middle of the Glastonbury Festival, and hopefully will be able to report back to you on that in next week's programme. I also will have been involved in something called Meltdown at the Royal Festival Hall in London: the first two nights will have occurred, but there'll be a whole week to come.')
(JP: 'I have to be honest with you, in a way, I didn't really want to like this LP, because somebody whose opinion I don't normally respect much has been telling me how wonderful it is. But I'm only three tracks into it and those three tracks, each one of them is wonderful, I have to say.')
(JP: 'I look very much forward to the day when the archaeologists, perhaps my son will be one of them, now that he's got a degree in archaeology (not quite sure what use that's going to be to the boy, but nevertheless), perhaps one of these days he'll be the man who uncovers like some kind of tomb paintings somewhere on which there are a bunch of lads playing air guitar. But until then, I remain skeptical.')