Hi, this is PotSafe the UK. I'm Nishkebaf. And I'm Coco-Card. And this week we're

saving the UK from Chinese spies. Our guest is Labour's Shadow Foreign Secretary, David

Glammy. Hi, Nish. Or should we call you Scoop now? Yeah, I only if it's immediately following

the phrase pooper. I mean, I'm in Kendall, working at the Westmoreland Gazette as part of

a television show. I make you with my friend, Josh Whitaker, where we go and work at local

newspapers around the country. And last week I was in Wales, looking at a river clean

up and watching a private Charlotte church geek regenerally. I've got a local story for

you, mate. Go for it. Well, as you know, I've had a cold. Yeah, I'm on the LEMSYPS right

now. Stripsils, price of Stripsils, got up to £6. Really? Yeah, crazy. And then I was

like, I hope you're ready for it. Talk about congestion charges. Yeah. So when you say

you've got a local news story, what you mean is you've got a, I will say excellent place

of wordplay. And that's it. Listen, all the best stories start with a pun. Let's be honest,

that's how they all start. Well, this, Coco, whenever, when I cover this call, what I'm

looking for for you is guidance in how to be a professional journalist. And what you've

told me is all the best stories start with a pun. So that's what I'm going to do from

now on. But it is like the price of being sick with a cold has now reached £15. Because

for me, I like to go over soil, strepsils, balsam tissues, got a protection nose niche,

you know, it's, it's a high cost affair. I'm like, unfortunately, sort of locked in

the kind of old fashioned cures that my father used to make when they're sort of old,

weird south Indian witches brew. He used to make that was, it's a black tea and he put

pepper, ginger, garlic, and honey in it. And it tastes honestly like the devil's arsehole.

It's disgusting. But I will say it, I very rarely have a gold for more than two days. So fair

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