Okay, folks, you are listening to the latest edition, the latest episode, the latest chapter of life on planet Porky.

And we have had a bit of a technical drama, actually, before we have been able to get into our respective self-isolation studios this morning, which will tell you all about later.

But luckily, between us, we managed to resolve it.

So I'm delighted to be able to say a very big hello to Leslie Ann Jones.

Here we are again, overcoming all the trials and tribulations of lockdown.

Indeed, indeed.

In some ways, it feels like we're still in lockdown, doesn't it?

Well, it does a bit, yeah.

And I've tried to go into a couple of pubs in the past three or four days,

and I've stopped at the door, to be honest.

I'm still very, very nervous about going in there.

Don't mind going into a pub that's big and airy and spacious in the middle,

but some pubs, you know, because of the design of them, they're older and all that.

You have to go down a very narrow channel between seats on the right and the bar on the left to get to a space at the back, and that's the bit I don't like.

But you're absolutely right. I hope it'll come back sooner rather than later,

but it doesn't feel like we're all free just yet. Now, let me just reveal to the audience, Leslie, and that we've had a bit of a

problem with a microphone. What exactly happened in this magnificent drama? Oh, a very simple thing.

You know, I knocked the microphone off its stand. It fell over. And the connection at the

back just broke. I mean, and so then I had to pull the troops in to action. The sort of

giant Jones Shine brigade. He came to my rescue, my son being a singer, brought in, shipped in

all his own recording equipment and has set me up again.

So good to go, Mike.

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