Saturday, May 1, 2010 by Amelia Spleenwort.

Now, then. You ain’t seen nothin’ till you’s seen Councillor Crispian Tarquin Buttock-Bottomley runnin’ around Nigel Prawn’s goat field with a parsnip up his arse.

And, no, I ain’t seen that either. But it probably got you readin’ this ’ere thing they calls a bog. [Blog, Amelia, it’s called a blog. – Ed.]

Well, whatever.

Anyhow, like, they’s lots o’ people walkin’ around these parts – an’ I’m talkin’ of our wonderful Little Bibbling under Flossock here – who’s just not what you’d call acceptable folks, like. The sort of folks you just doesn’t want pettin’ your goat or goin’ near your azaleas with their thingummy hangin’ out, like.

I means, don’t get me wrong, like, I ain’t got nothin’ against ’em, but I don’t like ’em and I don’t think they should be allowed to, well, to be, if you sees what I means.

Now, if you listens to this month’s Underground Ablution [Edition, Amelia. – Ed.]

Now don’t you go startin’ that again, Ed whatever your name is.

Edition, then, if you prefers.

As I was sayin’, like, if you listens to this month’s whatever its f[deleted]ing name is—

Now just you stop this f[deleted]ing censorship, Mr bloody Ed, afore I comes over there to the Celticle Wireless Corporation and gives you what for.

Right, Underground Whatnot with Bill Everard. If you listens to it, you’ll ’ere this month’s episode of The Chronicles of Little Bibbling under Flossock by that nice Mr Ambrose Jones. [It’s Bill Everatt, Amelia, and Andrew John. – Ed.]

Whatever!!!!!

Well, you’ll ’ere an interestin’ little account of abominations. That’s what they is, abominations. Filthy, perverted, atrocious, disgustin’, evil, filthy, foul, gross, hideous, horrible, impure, lascivious, lewd, scurrilous, shameless, shockin’, sickening, smutty, suggestive, improper, unchaste, unclean, unwholesome, licentious, loathsome, lustful, nasty, coarse, crude, dirty, outrageous, pornographic, profane, prurient, wanton, repellent, repugnant, salacious, scabrous, vile, and wicked, that’s what they is. [My, my, Amelia, have you swallowed a thesaurus? – Ed.]

I thought that was some sort o’ prehistoric monster.

Anyways, like, as I was sayin’, like, abominations, that’s what they is. This month’s Chronicles of Little Bibbling under Flossock, what starts round twenty or so minutes into Mr Bill Ever Ready’s Underground Ablution, give or take, talks about vile abominations.

So enjoy it. I did. Heh, heh, heh.

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Friday, April 30, 2010 by Bill Everatt.

Hello there, this is Bill Everatt, with news of the May update of the Celtica Radio Underground Edition, Receivable Worldwide, On-line, On Digital Wireless and on the Nokia Mobile Phone Network.

We start this months show with one of the bands featured in this years Gathering, The Battle of the Bands.  They are called the Venue and although they didn’t win, but we thought they were pretty good, so we’ve put them on the main playlist.

And in this programme: -

My special guest is singer and songwriter Hayley Griffiths, our Urban Legends tale features a story called What Value A Looking Glass.

Andrew John is back, with another chance to hear the Chronicles of Little Bibbling under Flossock.

And in our “who said this?”  Which was inspired by meeting a few people from another radio station here in South Wales, I’d like to know who said this; “The hardest job kids face today is learning good manners without seeing any.”  So, who do you think said that?  Any Idea?  I’ll give you the answer at the end of the show.

Music wise, we have tracks from; The Boys From Melbourne Street, Roxanne Hall & Avenue Earth, Henry Martins Ghost, Serundal, Recoup and the Battlefield Band.

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Monday, April 26, 2010 by Moderator.

So the waiting is over…

The on-line Votes have been cast…

Four regional heats, and now we’ve arrived at the final.

Recorded throughout Saturday April 24th 2010 the programme features sessions and interviews from Gathering finalists; Innovence, Decoy, Offset, Ladies Love a Superhero, Librarians worst nightmare, The Venue, Nexus and Stars and Flights.

All here exclusively worldwide on Celtica Radio, on-line, on digital wireless and the Nokia Mobile Phone Network.  Part two, featuring the Guns will be on-line shortly.

Let the ultimate Battle Commence!

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Saturday, April 17, 2010 by Moderator.

Bill Everatt presents the Rhondda Cynon Taff Heat of the Gathering, the 2010 Battle of the Bands.  Exclusively on Celtica Radio, On-line, on Digital Wireless and the Nokia Mobile Phone Network.

This concert took place on Tuesday the 30th of March at ‘The Muni Arts Centre’ which is a beautiful converted church, situated in the centre of Pontypridd.

As well as hosting the RCT Battle of the Bands, the centre also has a programme of events which include; band nights, music, events for children and young adults, exhibitions, dance, educational workshops, puppetry, mime, comedy, and productions by community groups.  The venue also has the Footlights Café Bar & Gallery Shop.

Over the course of this programme, you can hear the original music performed live on set by The Missive, Ladies Love a Superhero, The Kix, Indi-go Modem, Lucy Saved Dave and the Special Editions.

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Monday, April 5, 2010 by Amelia Spleenwort.

Them folk at the Celticle Wireless Corporation ’as asked me again to write some words for this ’ere blog thing after my successful little piece of nonsense last month, so ’ere I am.

They’s got this programme called The Underground Ablution, see, and— [Underground Edition, Amelia. – Ed.]

There’s that bloody Ed again, pokin’ ’is nose in. Now, where was I? Oh, yes, that Underground whatever they calls it, with Bill Everard or whatever ’is name is— [Everatt, Amelia. – Ed.]

Will you kindly stop interruptin’ me, boy! It’s gettin’ on me nerves.

Anyway, like, there’s this little slot introduced by that nice Mr Ambrose Johns and— [Andrew John, Amelia. – Ed.] Whatever! An’ he reports from that nice little ’amlet called Little Bibbling under Flossock, what you can make out from the other side of the M39, if you’s sittin’ down. That’s where I lives – at number 42 Cobblers’ Cottages.

Now it can’t have escaped your notice, unless you’re a blithering idiot – and there’s a lot of them hereabouts – that there’s a new Doctor on your telly. I don’t know nothin’ about it meself, like, ’cos we only gets telly in the Ancient Bibblin’ language, see. But I hear tell it’s good.

Well, when this month’s Bibblin’ report first went out in 2008 – that’s in your calendar, o’ course, not the Bibblin’ calendar, which is altogether more logical with twenty-six and a half days per month, regular, like, none o’ this messin’ around with thirty-one days ’ere and thirty days there . . . But I’s forgotten where I was.

Oh, yes. This month’s report features an idiot Celticle Wireless Corporation reporter called Elvis Twinge, what went to our neighbouring village of Much Fondling on the Grope to report on the appointment of a new Doctor on account of ’ow the old one ’ad just resigned, like. Seems like only yesterday, dunnit?

An’ by the end of it I don’t think that nice Andrea Jones was very pleased. But you’ll ’ave to tune in – well, I thinks they calls it downloadin’ or sommat fancy – an’ listen.

You might as well listen to the whole programme while yer at it, an’ all. All a bit too jivey and loud for the likes of me, what is ninety-three, but there you goes. They didn’t feature me in this one, but that’s their loss! But I’ll be in some of ’em before the year’s out.

Oh, they ’as this thing called Easter hereabouts, and the folk at Celticle Wireless Corporation gave me a sort of brown egg. Bloody useless. Collapsed and went all melty as soon as I dropped it into a pan o’ boilin’ water, it did.

That’s modern stuff for yer!

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