Early in December, 2023...we take an antediluvian amble along the back streets of Brighton into Hove.

One day, it was decided that I should make an overnight trip to France and so, without sleep or any kind of foresight, I embarked on my adventure.

https://youtu.be/rDsOxOoSRto?si=iUTVWuvBts92EG4W

Oh, there you are! I've been waiting but I had my doubts that you'd turn up. This is Britain's least popular podcast and as such, we're in for a rough ride this time! 

A bad tempered and grumpy podcast featuring... annoyance, refreshments and admonishments. 

Dive in or sod off...

Another day, another walk on the mild side. We stroll at an exciting pace towards Hove whilst bravely tackling the elements. A man, a microphone and a screw top pot of sausages. Join me for a walk, especially if you are housebound. It'll be fun.

Light a votive candle for a dear fallen comrade. It finally happened and in such a manner as to be perfectly in keeping with the bizarre lifespan of your old friend.

I'm going to level with you, I've been a musical snob for way too long. Whatever nebulous aspect of cool that I was clinging to has blown away on a winter's roaring storm... 

This podcast lifts the covers on my "other" musical tastes and leaves me open to public opprobrium and outrage but I no longer care.

Take a deep breath and sink into the musical mire...

Finally, I have succumbed to the dreaded Covid. I decided that, in my fevered state, I'd make an audio diary of proceedings. I had a grim time, as I am sure you can imagine. Anyway, come and get some heavy viral action...

Every week or so, I get to stay in a tiny room with a massively loud cistern system and elderly neighbours chewing Werther's originals. This cannot and will not quell my propensity towards unpleasantly loud and amateurish music. This edition of the podcast is here to save me from going off of my nut and to further shift the waxy build up in your inner ear.

Thank you.