Uborkast Episode 02
It’s totally worth skipping to the last five minutes just to hear the bit where Maisy comes in.
It’s totally worth skipping to the last five minutes just to hear the bit where Maisy comes in.
Two favourites: He wishes for the cloths of heaven, by William Butler Yeats Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the … Continue reading
Nation’s Ode to the Coast – Dr John Cooper Clarke A big fat sky and a thousand shrieks The tide arrives and the timber creaks A world away from the working week Ou est la vie nautique? That’s where the … Continue reading
The Uborka audience, such as it remains, includes quite a few who are handy with needles and hooks. To you I call: let’s raid our stash and knit hats for refugees. These people are coming from warm places to our … Continue reading
Funeral by funeral, I get closer to the front row: an occasional reminder that one day I will be in the box. My stepdad is the first of the parental generation to shuffle off his mortal coil, which I suppose … Continue reading
With a final flourish, my stepdad popped his clogs last week. We put our weekend of #adulting on hold and hot-footed it to Armpit to verify that it was actually true. After 27 years of not really getting on with … Continue reading