Last time I tried to send me a message on LinkedIn.

I can't tell you how worthless an endeavor that is.

You'd have better luck laying out brooms and smoking herbs.

Hold hands and close your eyes.

It's half past midnight, and you're listening to The Ghost Story Guys.

Welcome to The Ghost Story Guys. I'm Brendan Stor.

I'm Paul Bestall.

And this is the show where we talk about spooks, specters, and all the other things watching us from the shadows beyond the campfire.

Some conversations only make sense after the sun has set, and this is most definitely one.

Thanks for tuning in. This is episode number 235, and we're coming to you from that tiny mountain cabin you dream about, but can never quite rich.

Paul Damien Bestle, how are you doing, my friend?

I'm very well, thank you, very well.

Spring has decided to turn up a month early here.

We've gone from it tipping down to lovely sunshine and some weird orange ball in the sky.

Not as bad as it was in Scotland, because I believe in Aberdeen, they couldn't see the sun for 22 days, such as the shittiness of the weather that we've had.

And all our reservoirs are now overflowing. We've got too much water. After last year, we all

ran out of water. Now we have too much. And of course, our water

companies have no backup plan. So we've now got more water than they can actually store.

So no doubt, I'm looking forward to when they ban hose pipes, when we've had three days

of hot weather in June.

Well, at least you can count on it.

There are very few things in this world we can count on for sure.

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