That was a deep sigh.

My life's not great, Ian.

Oh, Jackie.

Is this going to be another podcast where I have to cheer you up?

I think you're going to have to. No park run.

See, I would regard that as a result.

Very stormy weather.

I love stormy weather, don't you?

It's quite exciting.

But my gate flew open. insert own joke here and a bottle fell off onto the path

which off where office i've got a sort of shelf just outside my back door and my son puts bottles

there when he should put them in the

recycling bin and it fell off onto the path and smashed and I have to say because I'm a bit

sluttish like that I tend to just go out in my bare feet to the recycling bin and shove stuff in

it really so not more you won't.

Well, exactly.

That's the trouble.

And you can't let your dog out either.

No, well, she's not here at the moment.

She's down with my oldest son who is isolating because he's got the bloody rona, hasn't he?

Has he?

Yes, bless him. He got it last, he got his positive test last Sunday. So I've been like lateral flowing like billi-o because I had actually seen him the day before, although only outside. And, yeah. Is that what the kids call it, the rona? Yeah, yeah. That's what, I mean, how the fuck would I know what the kids call it? But I think that is what. That's lush, that is. And what did I hear the other day? No, that's just what people in Bristol say. No, there's another one, lit. That's well lit. Oh, yeah. I haven't heard that one before. Yeah, I think I, yeah, I say that sort of thing all the time.

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