This is a global player original podcast.

Resourceful rascals, line of duty fans and the 34 of you in England, you are incredibly welcoming.

I say 34 Englanders because we've lost a few with a relentless thistle whistling of late.

So those shaggers who remain in Englandshire, tell you how.

This is the Bratworth-infused Restless Natus podcast.

They're such a strong whiff of German and everything we do right now,

we are dangerously close to sporting

mullets, grown a pencil moustache and changing our names to Rudy Voller and Oliver Bierhoff.

And for the non-footballe fans, by the way, that's Nina from 99 Luftballons and Angela Merkel.

Anyway, I've been told by Terry and Germany I have to persevere with this phrase,

Yeah, lick me fat, which apparently means lick me fat as a literal translation,

which is what you say if you're really cool in Dutchland.

I think she might be on the wind-up.

Any road up.

Lik me flat.

That apparently means lick me fat, which is what you say if you're cool in Germany.

Do you think that's a wind-up? I don't know where to begin with that right we'll carry on

there's not dwell on it just you wait till you find out what you have to do with a sausage over

there we'll introduce the random Scottish voice in just a minute because any road up we are

gathered here today from three countries I'm in London our guest is in, and Davey Hasselhaff, aka Martin Comston,

is nestled in the bosom of his Vegas lair.

Good day to you, comrade.

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