Oliver Postgate at an ad hoc editing set up in what looks like a breeze-block shed; footage of 16mm film around his neck. Bag Puss is sat at the editing bench draped with more 16mm film. There's a Bolex 16mm camera on legs beside Oliver. He poses, one hand on the winder, the other adjusting the camera's matte box.
Reminding myself of what I wanted to do.
No other voices, none of the more than 50% of the population who are not religious, have any useful philosophical or ethical perspectives, according to Thought for the Day. A lingering relic of a theocracy on our airwaves!
Will Greenwood was on Radio 4’s Today programme this morning, with a philosophical reflection on England’s performance. The response: “We should sign you up for Thought for the Day”. And yet - that wouldn’t happen, would it, Radio 4 - because you reserve that spot exclusively for religious voices.
It's so good and very deserving of its gong.
This was on the radio Wednesday. Turned it off in a fit of raging jealousy.
Listened to it fully this morning. Beyond what I could ever dream of making. Kinetic and big.
So much insanely good radio drama now. Talented people everywhere.
www.test.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m...
kill the imposter syndrome in you head because not only is there someone out there doing it worse than you, they're also using chat gpt to do it
Anyways.
On a breezy day in early spring, the wind tugs at a row of white sheets and bedding on a washing line set in a garden in front of a large white house
Breezy Day (1975)
Artist: Gerald Witcomb
If the Republicans are saying we have been at with Iran for 47 years, when do they put Ollie North on trial for high treason? Do they exhume Reagan and do a cadaver synod?
Painting of crow in flight over snowy field, crows landing and forest in background.
🖼️ Laura Makabresku
Why does admitting you’re ambitious feel so wrong for gen Xers like me?
Exactly.
Dear internet,
I have a set of loopable beds for sale. Recorded just after a downpour. Gurgling, babbling, white-noise.
36 24-bit/96Khz mono recordings, spanning over 45 minutes. UCS friendly.
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If you can’t afford to pay someone but are creating a commercial product then at the very least if you are going to ask for labour they should get rev share.
Though tbh “if you can’t afford to pay someone”, it should stop there really.
One of the greatest scenes ever put to celluloid, RIP Rob Duvall. youtu.be/uchT2LH3eTY?...
It's really instructive when you replace "Millennials" with "middle-aged adults" in headlines.
'"Middle-aged adults" are swimming in student debt and may never own homes.'
An opinion I pretty firmly hold is that everyone should make a song, paint a painting, act in something, and write a book even if all of those things end up being objectively terrible
A Reliant Robin Adventure.
By Marc Garrett, from his book Feral Class.
Published by Minor Compositions, 1 Jan. 2026.
#WritingCommunity #BookSky #readingcommunity #books #writing
I used to love computer it was my friend. Now I have hate in my heart
As any Radio 4 play shows, audio drama wipes the floor with film for the title of best storytelling medium.
What’s happened in these cases (Spotify, YouTube etc) is that a corporation has decided to maximise its profits by not paying its suppliers and workers, while selling that idea to its customers as a bargain.
Same as Amazon or any high street fast fashion clothing brand. It’s a grift.
Fuck off.
No other word has done more damage to the craft of writing in recent years than “content”. Even if you’re using the word “content” ironically, or as a cute little joke, don’t. When someone calls writing “content” they’re pissing on someone’s hard work & passion. “Content” is Technosatan’s henchword.
When an author writes an unfinished story, but there is a promise it will continue, imagination is licensed to the audience. When the story ends, the license of the audience to imagine is revoked. This is the impossible problem of franchise fandom; you cannot reclaim territory ceded to imagination.
A gentle reminder if you've received an invoice from a Freelancer/Self employed person which is due before Christmas.
Be a love, and pay it today.
In 1811-12, the Luddites attempted to resist some of the first waves of machine-industrialisation. They were crushed.
20 years later "pauper apprentices" (= orphan children) were being SOLD to factory-owners as cheap labour.
Think on, dear hearts, think on.
it’s funny how when people who own big houses are alive they had nothing to do with its value, but when they die their kids shouldn’t have to pay any inheritance tax because they worked VERY hard all their lives for it
