Mel and Bush have dimmed the lights, written their round robins, and now all we can hear is snoring. Plus there's more pass-agg proselytising in Tell Mel.

Mel and Bush have donned their capes, dressed up their bears and killed a houseplant, and that means their ready for this week's podcast. And as usual there's more intractable instruction in Tell Mel.

This week the podcast, in the main, concerns a man named Bob Pace who Mel and Bush met doing the Palace to Palace bike ride. There's also chat regarding Bush's controversial jumper, and more antagonistic advice in Tell Mel.

Mel and Bush are chatting pom poms, Guy Fawkes, and verrucas in this week's podcast. Plus there's more trenchant troubleshooting in Tell Mel.

Mel and Bush are talking green eyeliner, secret christenings, and killing houseplants. Plus there's more hard-boiled advice in Tell Mel. This podcast is not sponsored by Leätherhead.

Mel and Bush have yodelled, rollerbladed and landline-phoned their way to another week's podcast. And as usual there's more troubling tuition in Tell Mel.

This week Mel and Bush tackle such weighty topics as solo cinema outings, pretentious beverages and Irene Cara’s leg warmers. Plus there’s more pugnacious preaching in Tell Mel.

This week Mel’s doing something that scares her and Bush is avoiding commuter chat, in a podcast that should have been, but wasn’t, recorded in the bathtub. Plus there’s more stern suggestions in Tell Mel.

Mel and Bush once again sit astride the tandem that is this podcast to give you everything you need to know about giant cats, hankeys, and Take That. Plus there are more sanctimonious suggestions in Tell Mel.

Mel and Bush have tamed their restless legs long enough to talk about needy inanimate objects, taking people for granted, and… scabs. Plus there’s more hard-boiled help in Tell Mel.