Welcome back to Restless Natives, the bonus episode.

This is the podcast equivalent of buying a Kit Kat and finding out there's no biscuit, just the chocolate.

Or in Restless Natives Parliance, this broadcast is all poo and no fart.

Speaking of which, I'm joined by acting's answer to irritable bowel syndrome.

It's the face and arse of anisole, Mr. Sweaty Martin Comston who doesn't look like he's in the

mood for my patter. I'm not in mood. Take a second, compose yourself. I am Gordon Smart, an often

overlooked world-class broadcaster with rich heritage and journalism, awaiting my big break at the

ripe old age of 43. Or as most most people see it weeks away from starting an only

fans page with premium subscription prices just look up to pumps and a scoosh.com and you'll find me

there right you're late martin you look stressed are you okay son i i will look i fully apologize

but i'm going to vent i'm going to vent, I fully understand when you do a travel show,

you've got to travel a lot and things can go wrong, but anything that can go fucking wrong

in the last two days has went wrong. I don't want to get too much away, but we were fogged in

in one venue, which means we missed half our crew because they couldn't land, and we kind of

film half the thing because you can just see in, which I narrowly missed having to take a 14 hour ferry because we could

eventually go on the last flight out after the day which meant we missed our next flight to get

to our second location to get there and when we arrived there there was a three-hour wait

to get through security.

Look, this is not a political broadcast at all,

but I do believe if you're in the EU travel zone,

if you vote for Brexit, stand with your blue passport

and take the other fucking queue.

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