It's the Luca Pitchell, with me, Pete Hsu, and Mr. Makes Exceedingly Good Kicks, Moor.

How are you doing?

That's me.

I'm all right, thanks.

I've got a little username on my log in, which is Mr. Kipling, because we were talking about Mr. Kipping on the Ramble this last week, so I thought I'd lean into it. Any particular favourite, Mr. Kipling? I like his French fancies, which is so euphemistically kind of, you just know for a fact that nobody is thinking they're in any way fancy.

By where they've got themselves French fancies.

I reckon when they first were launched, they were probably seen as quite fancy and quite content.

Like a chicken key.

Like a chicken.

But it's just too, it's just too generic French fancies. Yeah, popular culture is

overtaking them now. Yeah. You may as well just call them European pissabouts.

European, European, European, twattery. You know what I mean? French fancies. It's too,

it's too generic. It doesn't describe what it actually is. No, it's not that French. Speaking of

continental Europe, though, you're fresh off the plane, aren't you?

I'm continental strength, yeah.

I walk up in Barcelona under the shadows of the old...

I was planned, right?

Yeah, it wasn't planned.

It wasn't going on an incredible bender that got me to Barcelona, which, to be fair,

if I was going to go on a bender,

I'd definitely be going to and from South End Airport because with only two flights a day,

they really do throw you through security quickly.

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