Hello everybody, welcome to the penultimate episode of series four of the Flats and Shanks

podcast. I myself, that is me, go by the name of Thomas George Leslie Shanklin.

AKA Shanks, yeah, and I'm David Lancelot, flatman from Made Stain Kent. Got called

posh yesterday by Royal Aid. He said, I love you two poshos on Channel five. I said,

hang on a minute, you're Royal Aid and I'm from Made Stain.

Is that because you were talking about the Euros going, oh, anybody see the footy? I bloody

love footy. The footers, footies. Orange is half time. Cup of tea, that's the way I used

to play. Does no one call it footy anymore? You and my mum. Is it like top boy where

second series, the old fellow, the cano wherever it was, comes back and he gets like hassle

by some euths and he calls one of them blood and it's like, whoa, whoa, whoa, no one calls

anyone blood, any more fam. Is it like that? Have I left it behind?

Do you find it difficult when you work in with Channel five and BT and everything to

call it rugby because automatically you want to call it ruggers.

Ruggers. I think Markey, Durd and Smith might actually call it rugger when he's not around

me. Secretly, I can imagine that. Yeah, yeah. Look,

how you doing fella? Good boy. I'm actually good at my second

jab. Double jabbed. Ready to go on holiday. Feel any different? Give me the green light

Boris. No, it's actually better than the first one. The first one I had a stonking headache

the next day, but this one and it yesterday morning at the old Toys RS in Cardiff Bay.

Short is real. It's a real syringe or a little buzz light, you know, well, I couldn't

look make that to turn away. Really? Yeah. Oh, my days. He wants to see a needle going

in your arm. You'd be a rubbish steroid abuser. That's why you like it. Yeah, you see

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