RADD). The "Woman's Hour" staff must have had a great deal of trouble-as well as fun-in producing their week-long "look" at the Twentieth Century Woman. I am not a wholly faithful listener to this programme, but its broadcasts this week were too interesting to miss. Each day was devoted to a decade of the century, and a remarkable variety. of women gave their impressions about dress, manners and childhood.
Violet Markham made it plain that without their devoted bands of serVantS, many women famous for public work -Beatrice Webb, for example-might never have been able to achieve their eminence. She suggested that it is high time that domestic service was improved in status, so that the professional women of today could also have more leisure for other tabours.
The real and the ideal in the matter of bringing up a family were delightfully sketched in E. Arnot Robertson's contribution about the "Cinema Heroine," which gave the most laughs in the series. Film children, Miss Robertson noted, are always perfect. They go away or go to bed without argument as soon as their mother tells them. and do not reappear until ii is convenient for her and for the liltii. In fact. these film families f . ree from the undignified naggings end protestations of real
life. are cousins to those impossibly well-ordered people in "Listen With Mother."
Reception is so bad on the Third that I seldom try to listen to anything lengthy on this programme, and tuned to Wagner's "Siegfried" (all of it. I hoped) with some misgivings. This time we were lucky, and were delighted by a complete performance, with magnificent singing by all, but particularly by Joan Sutherland.
The opera held the older children enthralled. I think it would do the same for most others of their ages, if parents gave them the chance. That too few of them do, seems to be indicated by Uncle Mac's obvious struggle in "Children's Favourites" to present interesting selections from thousands of what appear to be very dull, "popular" requests.