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Ah! Hello and welcome to Iron the Eggpot with me Chris Shaw.

The Eggpots take a jaunty stroll through

Pepperland, discussing the Beatles and solo Beatle albums with a potpoury of delicious guests.

In this episode, I'm joined by writer and broadcaster Bob Fisher.

Hello. Hello. Lovely to meet you.

Likewise, yeah, thank you for asking me to do this. I appreciate I am an extraordinarily exalted company appearing on I am the Eggpod.

And I'd never had such imposter syndrome, quite frankly.

But I'm going to seize it and just feel incredibly flattered that you've asked me to do this.

I'll carefully how I'm wording this, but I have very pleasant memories of you.

We've never met.

But the last holiday we had, which was, I can't even remember, a couple of years ago, I think.

Yeah.

We're in the Lake District, and you were the soundtrack to our holiday. I wasn't in the next caravan, was I? Yeah. We're in the Lake District and you were the soundtrack to our holiday.

I wasn't in the next caravan, was I?

The stereo turned up too loud.

Sat there putting me chickery-tip LPs on at 3 o'clock in the morning.

If I was, I could only apologise.

Well, I assume you had the radio program on, did you? Yeah, because I've been following

you on Twitter for ages. So we can pick up this frequency now. So, yeah. Right. So before we

start, and before we talk about the album that you've picked, tell me about how you first discovered

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