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Back of the net.

The people who enjoy Alan Partridge will enjoy this podcast.

The people who've never got it still won't get it.

Hello friends and welcome to Monkey Tennis, the Alan Partridge fan podcast where we're currently

working our way through Alan's big book, Big Beacon.

He's working a dual narrative. So currently in one

timeline, Alan has a literal mouthful of shit. And in the other, he's about to give both

barrels to his co-host. Speaking of co-hosts, I'm Adam Brooks, and I'm joined by Tom Dark.

Thoughts tumble around my head, like dogs in a washing machine. Nick Alder. That went badly.

Stupid fucking bastards.

And Tom Stab.

In the words of Greece, Jenny, we go together like rammer, lammer, lammer, cat dendga, tong.

So yes.

It's quite hard to read.

In an attempt on monkey tennis to collect some elusive critical acclaim,

we're actually recording this episode in a single continuous shot.

And we've cast Stephen Graham just in a non-speaking part.

Come at us, Netflix.

So we're currently in Tom Dark's capable hands,

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