I know, I know. Podcasts are meant to have fancy music and be edited and tell a story masterfully. My PipCast does none of that. What it DOES have is a platypus, though. Listen at your own peril.
Scroll down for “Show Notes” on the things I mentioned.
You know, YOU can BE ON my quite dodgy podcast. Yes, you can! Well. Not the ACTUAL YOU, but a letter/chatty note from you. Here’s how:
If you’d like to ask me a question or for some advice (anonymously or not) then I can respond to you in my very unprofessional but still earnest and caring way – in a dodgy podcast just like this one. (There might be less tummy rumbling, so don’t get your hopes up re that.) That said, please don’t ask me probing questions about my personal life, because I might cry. Things about you, things you like, career stuff about you, career stuff about me, general chit chat about us both and culture/art/craft-related stuff is all fair game.
How to be on my quite dodgy podcast with your “issue” or “wondering”
Simply email me at my usual email address with “PIPCAST” in the subject line – telling me your query or vexing issue. I will respond next time I am in the car with my voice recorder on. And then I will upload it here so you can listen in with burning ears. GO ON. You can trust me. I have all the answers. *shifts uncomfortably*
(I am actually serious. I want to do this! Write to me this minute.)
This Pipcast was just me crapping on about things with a croaky voice and a rumbling tummy. Sorry.
Things to watch like The Big Sick, Catastrophe, Fortitude.
PLUS BOOKS like Made In India and Fresh India by Meera Sodha, Special Delivery by Annabel Crabb (which I mistakenly call Home Delivered because I was about to faint), The New Book of Middle Eastern Food by Claudia Roden.
Also Down The Rabbit Hole Cafe, Finn’s Reserve at Templestowe and PlatypusSpot and Petty’s Orchard.
This hair treatment. Plus Ginger Hair.
Also Milligram stationery.
And the podcast with Deb from Smitten Kitchen.
And lolly snakes and tummy rumbling. And me going “tsk” and “um” and “ow, I banged my elbow”.