Hello everybody and welcome to the very 11th episode of the Shut Up and Sit Down podcast,

a number that's a lot less fun to say than it is to write down.

My name is Quentin Smith, and I am joined by just one person on this podcast, and I'm delighted to say

it's staff writer Ava Foxford. How are you doing, Ava? I am actually pretty good. The sun is

shining, and I've been playing games. Well, I mean, you say the sun's shining.

You did just tell me before the podcast begins that you are relieved.

You sealed the sun out of the room you're recording the podcast in.

Is that right?

Yeah, but I'm glad to know that the sun is still out there.

It's kind of reassuring to know that other people are slowly being cooked while I am in my cool, dim, dank attic bedroom.

It is my favourite kind of weather. I don't mind telling you, when it's raining outside and I am

perfectly, I almost said squeaky dry. That's not a term. That's a combination of squeaky clean

and, I don't know, dry as a bone.

Do you actually get dry enough that you squeak?

No, no matter how hard I towel myself. Although I'm now of an age where I'm sort of like

starting to see like the wrinkles in my face for the first time. So I'm sort of being a lot

less vigorous in my sort of facial toweling order that.

It's, uh, age comes at me fast, over.

Um, it always makes me really grumpy when you and Matt complain about getting old when I am

older than both of you.

How old are you?

I'm 36.

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