Singapore is the night race, as we know, loads of people are there, sadly we're not, but I don't even care, because Fab's home.

I couldn't get less, just the fact that Fab is home, oh my god, I was going crazy.

You know you were coming back up free and then you didn't get back to like four.

At three o'clock I was standing by the front door looking for the key.

And then I'd be going out to the window looking for your car coming up the road, and I just couldn't see it.

You all are looking for a lot of dogs, mate.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to pit stop, circling the streets of Singapore at night.

I'm only joking I haven't got one.

I haven't got one for this week, mate, I haven't.

Fab is home, Fab is officially sat back in front of me, the time has come, he has made it back to the United Kingdom.

Thank the Lord.

I bed the three hour plane journey, easy jet flight, which I must say was quite easy.

I'm very nice.

Do you know how much I don't like flying?

I've got merit at it.

Actually, I've got great at it.

I'm cool with flying now, my palms then get sweaty, everything's all good.

But I went for a wizzo.

I went for a wizzo, Maclizzo halfway through the flight, just as I've got to the toilet.

Bing!

Hi guys, so we are approaching some stormy weather.

Please, could you get back to your seat immediately as we are going to experience some severe turbulence?

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