Here we are. A couple of pints.

Great. Neck oil, yeah? As requested. So, what did you get up to this weekend? Well, funny story, actually. I befriended this panda, discovered he had a beautiful singing voice, taught him how to harmonise. We got a record deal, went on tour, went platinum in Basingstoke, then broke up due to creative differences. Right. So that's why there's a panda giving you the finger from across the street then. That's right, brother.

Stick your neck out.

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Tea break. Lunch break. Maybe listen to the outbreak.

Sometimes it's not time for some tombola, right?

It's enjoying lasagna time, chilling with a book time or time to visit your nan time.

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Hello and welcome to a brand new series of Frank Skinner's Poetry Podcast. I was doing a stand-up comedy gig at the Abarist With Festival,

which I was very excited to do for many reasons, but one of them being the Abarist With is quite

close to, and this pronunciation will almost certainly be wrong, forgive me Welsh listeners,

a place called Egwis Fack, which I believe literally means small church.

And I really wanted to go to Egwis Fack because a poet who I really like, R.S. Thomas, I'll give you the date. Born 1913, died

2000, aged 87. He was the vicar at the local church in Egwis Fax. So I wanted to visit that church. One particular reason I had for visiting there

is I knew that R.S. Thomas and his wife had given the church something of a makeover when he was the

vicar there and they have retained the R.S. Thomas Sheik. Basically, he scraped, or he or his wife,

and or his wife scraped the varnish from the pews, painted the matte black, painted the whole

church black, the pulpit black, took out the fancy

chandeliers, got new wrought iron crosses and chandeliers in a very gothic style, took almost all of

the plaques off the wall, and made it a sort of a black box this church.

This was, by the way, without any permission from the Anglican authorities.

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