The Bugle, audio newspaper for a visual world.

Hello, Bugleers, and welcome to issue 4249 of the Bugle Audio newspaper for a visual

world with me and his ultimate, currently still one of the United Kingdom's leading

exponents of meaningless, unnecessary and slightly over long silences.

I'm in the shed and the shed is cold today, but joining me today from hopefully, sorry,

slightly less chilly than my shed, well we have someone old and someone new, not old

as in tumbling into the Inescapable War of Sinescence and Decreptitude, I just mean

she's been on the Bugle for quite a long time now and not new as in literally born yesterday

or fresh off the factory production of her most comedians come from these years.

I mean new to the Bugle.

Firstly, from Australia, once again luckily not competing in the Australian Open tennis,

so she is able to join us from Sydney as Alice Fraser.

Hello, Alice.

Hello, Andy, yes, it's 10 days since my last birthday, I am beginning crone life right

now.

It's pretty exciting.

I feel like I could poke people with a stick on public transport and no one can question

it.

Yeah, that's, you know, that's, I guess, one of the privileges of, of, of seniority.

Can I just say, I, I, I would like to make a statement at this point, it's come to my

attention that a joke that I did on the gargle also appeared on the Bugle and I would like

to address this scandal, this joke stealing scandal, me stealing a joke from me.

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