Parental anxiety as Marc reflects on repressed kids, jingoistic local government workers, and some other bollocks...

Marc bitches about Jesus the paint company owner/prize idiot. He also explains that he's been called a garbage-collecting fucking pig by an 8-year-old. And it wasn't even his son...

Back with a vengeance. Moaning, complaining, bitching...what the fuck else am I meant to do when having to deal with the array of morons who penetrate my existence?

Marc moans about being stitched up by semi-hippies for drumming classes, Maverick's remarkable academic achievements, and an experience with future Feltham Young Offender Unit graduates...

Marc talks about a recent cocaine find, his ongoing cholesterol issues, and ungrateful clients. And his daughter's ability to bust balls...

Apologies for the wait - here's a re-recording of Friday's effort. The sound quality was affected by a USB adapter from a popular e-commerce business.

Anyway, Marc discusses self-absorbed people, tight people, and how much he despises routine.

Apologies for the wait - a trip to England and getting back into the rhythm of routines is the excuse. In this episodes, Marc talks about tight people, self-absorbed people, violent young people from Feltham, and is joined by Gracie of the Graciecast for the last few minutes...

Marc is trying to calm down. But it's proving to be a challenge. Builders blocking his access, an e-scooter on the pavement when kids are coming out of school, and trying to come to terms with odd traffic regulations. Put simply: The Fun Never Stops...

Marc with some drivel about not being allowed to help his daughter Gracie get changed for ballet, trying to avoid the news, and being incapable of heating milk in the microwave...

Gracie has a couple of friends over, and things are noisy and even more dysfunctional than usual...plus, tomorrow Marc has to eat lunch in his office to ensure he doesn't cramp the style of Maverick, who will have a female friend over for lunch...