Eoin Colfer, Petula Clark, Mr Gwynne, Ben Fogle
Sian Williams and Richard Coles with the writer Eoin Colfer, poet Luke Wright, strict grammarian Mr Gwynne, and a father and son dealing with facial disfigurement. There's travel with Ben Fogle, young butcher Charlotte Harbottle describes her favourite sound, Pippa Diggle explains how she came to be the subject of an iconic Norman Parkinson photograph, and Petula Clark shares her Inheritance Tracks.
Producer: Debbie Sheringham.
STUDIO GUEST :: EOIN COLFER
SOUND SCULPTURE :: BUTCHER'S KNIFE
POET :: LUKE WRIGHT
BULLIED BECAUSE OF MY FACE :: LUCAS HAYWARD
TRAVEL :: BEN FOGLE MEETS JOHN BLASHFORD-SNELL
TV presenter and traveller Ben Fogle continues his conversation with one of his heroes, Col John Blashford-Snell. Ben asks about his life as expedition leader and discovers a number of close encounters of a nature.
GRAMMARIAN :: MR GWYNNE
Retired business man Nevile Gwynne teaches Latin and grammar to pupils across the globe via the internet. He employs rote learning and strict obedience to get the best out of his pupils and he joins Richard and Sian to discuss the importance of writing well.
INHERITANCE TRACKS :: PETULA CLARK
I WAS THERE :: PIPPA DIGGLE
This Sunday marks the centenary of the birth of Norman Parkinson, one of the twentieth century’s most innovative and influential fashion photographers. To celebrate we hear from Pippa Diggle, a young English girl living in Manhattan in 1959, who became the unlikely star of one of Parkinson’s most famous shots: New York New York.
Photograph courtesy of Norman Parkinson Archive.
BLOG :: SIAN PREPARES FOR THE LONDON MARATHON
I'm on a train, in lashing rain, with a cough and a dodgy calf (a muscle, not a small cow), having picked up my race number for this Sunday's London marathon, from the vast exhibition centre where everyone goes to sign in. As I limped my way around, feeling nervous and queasy, I bumped into someone I hadn't seen for some time, Mike Tomlinson. You may remember his wife, Jayne. She had cancer and ran marathons while she was very sick, her last London one, as he reminded me, on chemotherapy. Kind of puts it in perspective, doesn't it? Everyone on Sunday is running for a reason, or a cause or in memory of someone. While we were there today, we picked up our black ribbons, worn to support those killed or injured in Boston last weekend. The mood was positive, upbeat and everyone said, enjoy it, the crowd will carry you round. I bet they will. Even after last weekend. In fact, especially after last weekend.
Triumph over adversity on Saturday Live this week, when we meet a father and son dealing with facial disfigurement. There's travel with Ben Fogle, young butcher Charlotte Harbottle describes her favourite sound and Pippa Diggle explains how she came to be the subject of an iconic Norman Parkinson photograph.
Also on the programme, something that'll appeal to the retired primary school teacher who writes to me after every TV One o'clock news bulletin, to correct inaccuracies. Lover of grammar and educator of many, Neville Gwynne is joining us, we hear the Inheritance tracks of Petula Clark, and (is that an Oxford comma, Mr Gwynne?) our studio guest this week is a children's author who has helped many reluctant readers to embrace words, Eoin Colfer. Do try to (not "try and", Mr Gwynne, I know that) join us.
POEM :: RECORD STORE DAY
Go! Support your local record store,
resist the easy click of MP3s
and Michael Buble winking at the till
say no to Macca's freebie in the Mail.
Go to where the hi-fi's loud and bolshy
to where they stack 'em low and sell 'em honest.
Go to dog-earned forty-fives and bootlegs
to Goths with bass guitars slung over shoulders.
Put the quiet ritual back in commerce
put art and heart in counting out your coins;
like brewing tea or rolling cigarettes,
the slow and languid cook, the long way home.
© Luke Wright
POEM :: GRAMMAR
To who, or whom, it may concern
verbose, composed or taciturn
a verse from which we all can learn
a verse concerning GRAMMAR!
Grammar? Huh? Yeah, don't be dense
that thing what makes all things make sense
where us dyslexics come a cropper
Grammar I don't do it proper!
But grammar's not all heirs and graces
for whilst it has a Latin basis
we learn our tongue instinctively
from mum or dad or bad TV.
And some, of course, say "them", not "those"
or dress their words in faddish clothes,
who swear blind that they "didn't do nothing"
and other crude linguistic roughing
say "is it" not "are they" or worse
can only speak in rhyming verse,
drop commas like they're Essex aitches -
they're still communicative creatures.
Who banter, quip and joke with friends
their grammar perfect for their ends.
Pitched just right for their survival
Language, after all, is tribal.
Look, I'm in awe of Carver's pauses
and Bertie Wooster's complex clauses
but sometimes I prefer the bark
of LKJ or Johnny Clarke.
Yes, this is what I'm trying to say:
you don't need all the rules to play.
© Luke Wright
STUDIO PHOTO :: Luke Wright, Richard, Mr Gwynne, Eoin Colfer, Leighton Hayward, Sian, Lucas Hayward