Morning.

You all right?

Right and bushy-tailed.

Rocking and rearing for the day ahead.

I hope you are.

I sincerely hope you are.

Me, yeah, I'm fine.

I'm joined by my producer shows every morning.

Little Harry, how are you, sir?

Morning, I'm all good.

Disembodied, slightly disconcerting voice of the all-knowing all-powerful producer at the controls you're the glorious band the chosen few my band of brothers and sisters

thank you for joining me without you it really isn't a thing get involved in the chat

you know we've got a poll I

think every day we have a poll give that a whirl why not who's not fannying about so this faffing

about for let's just get straight into it what's that cabal of evil fleet street editors trying to tell

it is or isn't important this morning?

At least by omission, what are they lying to you about? What are they trying to beam directly into your brain box?

All right, we've got price caps on staple foods.

And strictly... and strictly's triple twist communism and bread and circuses

Harry bring that up so if

price caps on stable foods

oh my god oh my god, oh my god, really.

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