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Hello and welcome to That's Life, Spectator Life's sideways look at the world today.

I'm Benedict Spence. And I'm Andy Shaw. And on this podcast, we'll be opening up a bottle of wine together and poking fun at the words, people and ideas that have popped up in the news over the last few weeks.

Now, for those of you who have

stuck with us this far, first and foremost, we'd like to say thanks. We know this can't have been easy

for you. But that's why we've decided to finesse our output, move away from the sort of the manly

banter that we've been having up until this point. And so this week we have elected to have a

woman's touch. We've chosen a gal so strong

and independent. She'll reach back through time to emasculate our previous guests with a pair of

children's safety scissors to even up the gender ratio. I'm talking, of course, about the

Queen of Talk Radio, journalist and broadcaster, Julia Hartley-Brewer. Julia recently put Michael Gove through

his paces on her show over the price of his petrol car ban.

After avoiding giving her a straight answer, no less than eight times, Michael promised to buy her a slap-up

meal if he was proved right on the supposedly bargainer's cost of electric vehicles. Nando's

Victoria, you're on your way. Julia, we think we can go one better than a slap-up meal here at

that's life. We can offer you glasses of wine, coffee, tea. Actually, no, we can't do any

better than Nando's Victoria. I'm very sorry, but thanks for coming along anyway.

You're welcome. So, what have you been up to? How are things?

What have I been up to? I've been just getting up at silly o'clock every morning to present her radio show, which you actually often come on. Do I? You're very

sprightly of a morning. You bring your moustache and you sort of, you know, bound in in the morning,

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