Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, this is it!

This is Top Flight Time machine, I'm Andy Hopp, bodydawson, pop pop pop pop.

I am Sam, if you delay me so well.

It's the Monday morning episode, you get to do it on Sunday evening,

if you're an IFS subscriber and if you're not, I don't know why you're not.

I come to you and refresh some, I've been in Scotland for a week,

I've just got back this afternoon.

I'm well jealous mate.

I've had an honest regard, I've had a fucking fantastic time, me and the kids,

and my parents joined us for five days as well, it was a lovely family occasion.

And it was just sweltering hot like 26 degrees every day,

and I was being a bit hotter down south I think, but I think 26 is like your optimum.

It was too much, I mean it would have been all right if I'd been in a lovely Scottish

wilderness, but in a city, yeah, it was fucking horrible to be honest.

I mean, it's hardly the fucking city as well, but you know, you just want to be in open space.

I had self-isolate through the whole fucking thing.

Yeah, I was going to ask you, but I've been telling you that I've had an isolation.

In 10 days, I felt like Martin Sheen in the beginning of Apocalypse now,

when he just fucking wakes up and he's gone bananas.

That's just sort of like stir crazy,

locked inside the house in sweltering heat.

It was horrible.

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