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Good evening to the good people of restless natives and good morning to those of you who listen to us at that time of the day as well. It's Gordon here, The Wolf, and without my little friend, the wee man, Robert De Nierley, the hairline pervert, Scotland's least stylish nuisance. He's not here because he has been sent home to recover the only man in the world who goes to Las Vegas for a quiet life. So he's left me to my own devices to do a little introduction to this episode because it's

all set in Belfast, Martin's second home where he records Line of Duty.

Just so you know, we went out there because we were meeting Shane Todd, a brilliant stand-up

comedian.

If you haven't seen him or heard him before, check him out.

He's got an amazing podcast called Tea With Me.

It's exceptional. I went on it during lockdown, had a great laugh for them, and he's been a big supporter of what we've been up to as well behind the scenes. Lovely fella, great comedian,

been on tour with Kevin Hart, so he's familiar with working with small, funny men. So anyway,

we spent the day in Belfast after we were with Shane, had a great day. Martin took me to some of the highlights of his time over there recording the line of duty. We went to an underpass that was stinking of Pish. He took me to a burger place. It was kind of like going to Inver Clyde, but only the Belfast version. Anyway, I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, looked after yourselves and got

involved in lots and lots of chaos. And just one little thing, while I've got the chance to

speak without him interrupt me going, Berticier, Pish, hang me, eh, yeah, like that all the time,

like salacious crumb from the Star Wars films, that guy, I thought I'd set the record straight

on the old timekeeping, right? Because here's the thing. He had to commute from the BBC and Glasgow

to record that podcast, which was all of 300 yards, right, when we did bleathered with Shaw

McDonald. And he was moaning at me being late. Now, I'd like to think a lot of the good people that

listen into this understand the pressures of travelling in the country right now. It's not easy.

I left Inverkeithon train station at about 1 o'clock that afternoon. Two trains were cancelled.

I had to go to Edinburgh. I had to change. I had to get to Glasgow. Anyway, I was about 23 minutes

late which I think was

pretty good going, considering I also have two children, a wife, a life, a number of jobs,

and quite a lot on my plate. Without having Kenny Ho the stylist or Karatey Katie to babysit me,

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