Pa and Ma Ubu
Here’s our Archaeopteryxmas tableau for 2017 'The action which is about to begin takes place in Poland, that is to say, nowhere' Alfred Jarry to the audience on the first night, 11 December 1896 Act 1 Scene 1. Pa Ubu, Ma Ubu. PA UBU. Pshite!* MA UBU. Oh! that’s a fine thing. What a pig you are, Pa Ubu! PA UBU. Watch out I don’t kill you, Ma Ubu! MA UBU. It isn’t me you ought to kill, Pa Ubu, it’s someone else. *’Merdre’ in the French PA UBU. Now by my green candle, I don’t understand. MA UBU. What! Pa Ubu, you’re content with your lot? PA UBU. Now by my green candle, pshite. Madam, certainly yes, I’m content. I could be content with less. After all, I’m Captain of Dragoons, Privy Councillor to King Wenceslas, Knight of the Red Eagle of Poland, and formerly King of Aragon. What more do you want? MA U