There is always a woman whose career is going tits up.

Right.

So that would be me next week for comments.

Well, you've got Greatest Tits Radio to look for, too.

I know you're all.

It was determined to end up there leaving me behind here.

No, because there's room for all of us on Greatest Tits. We've got our coffees.

We've got our coffees.

We're back in the same environment.

Jane has been released from the safe house.

The threat is not imminent.

Well...

Let's hope not. So when they have a safe house on a TV crime drama,

and you always think the neighbours would notice,

I mean, even when they portray it as being one of those terrible cities like London,

where nobody knows their neighbours,

you absolutely would notice a lot of beefy men, because they are beefy men who do that security detail, aren't they? What, you mean, well, they wouldn't stand outside

a house protecting it. No, but if you saw an awful lot of beefy men of a certain age,

getting out of nondescript and then discrypt cars all of a sudden

and rushing around. I think I'd like to think that I'd notice.

In spy thrillers, people tend to live in safe houses on remote islands, which seem to be

omnivailable. But you're right

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