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Ed Baines
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Edinburgh man.
It's so grim, Michael. Until the internet killed it, my ambition was to be a reporter for my local paper. But now... it's so hard for most people to read about what's really happening where they live. Everything online is either advertising or influencing. Thank you for cutting through the noise.
November 17, 2025 at 9:41 PM
One of the few things I took away from reading history at uni was this thought: "I can't wait until I have the time to read this book properly." 25 years on, I still haven't found time for it... Enjoy. And please give your postie a tenner this Christmas.
November 4, 2025 at 8:28 PM
For those of us who prefer to read than listen, is there a written version of this anywhere?
October 24, 2025 at 9:33 AM
Another beauty, Ian. Thank you for posting these and, albeit briefly, transporting me to a more interesting place.
October 14, 2025 at 9:36 AM
I'm wary of binge reading the whole series and spoiling it for myself, Lissa. And I love the feeling of having a series of books up my sleeve. I'll try and hold off until next spring. Or perhaps until next November 18th...
September 26, 2025 at 5:55 PM
I finished reading this today, Lissa. It's exactly as you say. The loneliness of it all was almost- almost - too much. Are you going to push on and read volume two right away? or let it sit for a while?
September 26, 2025 at 5:24 PM
Great stuff, Michael. Thank you. Proper journalism. I hope we can - collectively - find a way to fund more of it.
September 6, 2025 at 9:32 AM
How can it be possible for a pedestrian to "crash" into an SUV? How fast was he walking? Was the SUV stationary? Would it not be more accurate to say that this poor man was simply "run over"?
August 26, 2025 at 3:09 PM
Hang in there, Sirius; I'm sending you many delicious biscuits.
August 8, 2025 at 7:00 PM
If he's prepared to listen to the advice from a man from the other (i.e. wrong) side of the Pennines, let him know that Kay's on Jamaica Street will, for a price, sell him a well-kept pint of Theakston's.
August 3, 2025 at 7:13 PM
I live on this street. Trees would be an excellent addition for many reasons- but particularly for noise reduction. What this photo doesn't convey are the vast numbers of Ubers hammering over the setts 24/7 as they take tourists out to the airport.
July 23, 2025 at 5:06 PM
Looking forward to the show: it's always the high watermark of high summer. You'll already have Le Plat Pays by Brel on your list, won't you? Merci. A sincere "chapeau" to you as ever.
June 12, 2025 at 11:13 AM
You just don't want to repaint your ghastly accent wall, Ross.
April 30, 2025 at 12:02 PM
I find it astonishing that you find it astonishing, Edwin. What would be the realistic alternative? What might the UK's class-bound and nostalgic Downton viewers have bought instead? What would you have approved of?
March 3, 2025 at 9:30 PM
Brilliant picture, Tom. But trying to pin down where you took it from is driving me crazy. Put me out of my misery: where is this?
February 7, 2025 at 10:40 AM
He's the complete writer. Ask and he'll write thousands of words, effortlessly summoning astonishing new worlds and incredible creatures in the highest-definition prose. Equally, he will sit and write his own name. Again and again and again. Indefatigable. I can't wait for Waterblack.
January 24, 2025 at 7:40 PM
Sad news indeed. But what a legacy he left; as a local stirrer, the Spurtle remains unmatched. Thank you, John. Broughton was lucky to have you.
December 28, 2024 at 5:55 PM
When are you getting Barney Ronay on this Pod, Max? Who cares about all the pretty words he writes about football? I want to know what time he got up at. Yesterday.
December 27, 2024 at 1:21 PM
Didn't he simply heat and plate up those pre-cooked turkey slices one year? Or tiny turkey breast fillets? Or am I misremembering? Merry Christmas either way @duncanweldon.bsky.social
December 23, 2024 at 12:07 PM
Oh yes!!
November 25, 2024 at 2:51 PM