And this is the beauty of podcasting, the freedom of the medium. Gokumpah. Monkey tennis? Bring, bring. Fireworks. Duma kapow. Trees are my pawn. Monkey tennis? Ready, steady, fuck off. Scratch me! Are you being served? Monkey tennis? Excuse me, your dog's taking my dog's stick. With a chuckle, with a chuckle. With a chuckle. Funky tennis? Yep, y'y, absolutely. Generally, I think your ideas are bad. Monkey tennis? Why not consider chips? You must go and stay in the barn. Fuck off. Riddle me that, you nutters. Nothing refreshes like an ice cold glass of milk. Nah. Monkey tennis? From the Oost House.

Keep it down, love. Hello and welcome to monkey tennis, the Alan Partridge fan podcast. I'm Adam Brooks and I'm joined by Tom Dark.

Filling hungry bums with hot food.

Nick Alder.

Lynn, no matter how much I want you to change, I don't think 5K is going to do it.

And Tom Stab.

Fresh from the right wave, I got a piping hot lasagna with a pint of Guinness and I thought

it doesn't get more British than this.

So welcome to another monkey tennis.

We are continuing our journeys to Alan's Oast House,

reviewing his podcast episodes,

which you can find on Audubal, of course.

And we're up to episode 12 involving a trip abroad.

Now, this is interesting because we know Alan is quite a contrary figure, a bit of a hypocrite maybe, but as we know, one of his most famous lines from I'm Alan Partridge series too, he hates American things and yet here he is fresh from a holiday in Los Angeles.

And we're also led to believe that he regularly holidays in Los Angeles as well.

This isn't this first trip.

I think there's lots of hypocrisy that runs through this given he's talked about the

British being culturally choked by the Americans and then the amount of Americanisms he

drops throughout this episode. Very much poured out on that.

The first thing I noted is that he got a taxi from Gatwick.

So a taxi from Gatwick to Norwich is three hours and 151 miles.

That is going to be so expensive.

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