For today’s broadcast, I turned off the lights. Blue sky outside, so very well lit in the studio all the …

Syf Sloane? More like SIP* Sloane. Because she sipped from hot milk with vanilla (called a “steamer” in barista parlance) …

BODYCAM: footage is all around us these days, and isn’t that strange? What is the worst possible thing that could …

Been reading Beowulf again, different translations, different versions, some all poetic text, others prose, still others illustrated. And that got …

Tetragrammalocamotive, or call that sounds of thee industrial north, especially if you happen to be standing far south, build me …

“When I walk into my workshop, it’s like entering the gates of heaven.” – Rod Stewart, on his model railway …

Month’s end. Rent’s due (probably). February’s rent. But I’m not a landlord, so I won’t be asking for any money …

Carmen Joy King, author of DON’T YELL AT HER!: A Memoir, drops by to chat with Syf ahead of her …

“Is the wind on the shield of Fingal? Or is the voice of past times in my hall? Sing on, …