Okay so my bestie Yvie, aka Yvonne is back, and together we'll lower the tone of this podcast entirely, so huzzah to that and job well done. Inside you'll find out why we used to be referred to by our friends as Mr. and Mrs. Smith. No spoilers, but we were rocking that moniker well before Brad and Angelina decided to use it as an excuse to act like secret assassins, get the horn for each other, get married, adopt a bunch of kids, then call it quits, whilst constantly feeding gossip mags with endless front page headlines. Nothing Yvie and I did was gossip mag worthy, well it probably was, but no fame, no mobile phones and no social media means we got away with a cavalcade of 90's goodness. Coming up, my talent for saying and doing stupid things on air moves into my off air life as well. I reach peak level “pull ya head in” mode, after I launch a half page, potty mouth filled attack on a client, simply because she wasn’t keen on a commercial I did for her. So that's hideous and unhinged. I also get intoxicated and just casually drive my radio roomie Glenn to the bus stop for the trip to his new job, because, well it was the 80's, so no one really cared and clearly we were idiots. Plus someone farts in the booth while I’m on air, which really just seems like a fair assessment of my on air talents back in 1989 if I'm honest. So assume your favourite listening position, and prepare to be assaulted with more intricately timed diary entries, from someone who probably should have just put the pen down and walked away quietly, thank goodness I didn't huh.

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