The Drunk Therapy Podcast

Cheyne has never been to Cumbernauld, James wasn't a very nice boy in his younger years and Danny remembers the time he thought colour was a human invention

It's a frosty start and with Dr Carrots unavailable Cheyne steps up. Danny fixates on death and James want to prep a Glasgow bucket list.

How far would you go to prevent someone reading out something you posted on LinkedIn?

Cheyne has news. James has an update. Danny goes for a massage.

In the absence of new stories to tell Danny comes up with some new ideas for features in an attempt to make this comeback last more than 2 episodes. Results and feedback are mixed but the important thing is there's enough to give us a fighting chance of making at least 1 more.

Back again, and as the start says please be aware that there is some really heavy chat at times in this one.

It has been a year and a half so this is really just a round the table catch up which touches on mental health, hippos, incredible dog pictures and more.

We're still getting back into the rhythm here so the podcast sandwich template is a bit all over the place, with the serious bit coming at the end instead of the middle. We lose a potential sponsorship opportunity, Danny contemplates a pigeon's happiness, Cheyne gets locked out his house and James is upset about the gain on his mic more than anything else.

James is depressed, Cheyne is married and Danny says genuinely too much. It's nice to be back.

It has been alluded to enough in recent episodes so here is the story of Danny fostering a cat in 2021.  Merry Christmas.

It's our first episode in what should be our new forever home and there's a legitimate reason for why we can't be arsed recording an episode.  Once we get over that this becomes a quite excellent James-centric episode as he discussed his upcoming hair transplant, his very boring year and worrisome habits 

It's the first podcast of 2021 and to start Cheyne makes up a story.  After a slight warm up of football chat Danny regales of the night in October where he went out to watch a Scotland game on the Saturday and didn't get home until the following Tuesday with a new metal arm.  This was an honest review and not a paid ad provided by NHS Greater Glasgow & Clyde.

James can't take a pizza out an oven also.