I Know, I Need To Stop Talking... so I made a podcast

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In which I discover a few of my favourite things; Toast is a dick; Mr IKINTST makes some outrageous allegations about me; I come up with an outstanding business proposal; and I Do Some Gardening.

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In which Mr IKINTST comes up with the most unattractive metaphors for sex, ever; we discuss Christmas Incidents; Mr IKINTST performs a Christmas miracle; I eat Small Food; and we discuss swinging, and The Correct Way To Do A Supermarket Shop.

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In which THERE HAS BEEN A STORM; we discuss pig penises; I break a bath, and have a series of encounters with dodgy men brandishing their tools; and we introduce the concept of Naked Painting.

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In which I walk a marathon (did I mention I walked a marathon?!), and talk about it A LOT; Mr IKINTST defies medical science; we rue the demise of flashers; I share one of my many embarrassing drama school memories; and Mr IKINTST is thwarted by a space hopper.

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In which Mr IKINTST and I join forces to BRING BACK THE PODCAST. We discuss cats with fetishes, horny tortoises, and quite what Mr IKINTST was up when I found him standing at the end of my bed brandishing a sink plunger one night.......