Hello and welcome to yet another edition of Britonology, the podcast about Britain and what the

fuck is up with it. I'm joined as ever by my co-host Nate B'athay. Not in room today because

like everyone else in Britain, I have suffered the dreaded cold, but also some other stuff. And so

overabundance of caution decided to to stay home because I have a fake

job, but our guests have real jobs. And I wouldn't get to live with myself if I passed on something

that made your lives harder. So I am instead recording from South London, but excited to still be in

Britain regardless. Yeah, I also forgot to say my own name, which is my lover,

but you probably know that. The reason for this is that I think to describe what I have today as a

hangover would be not strictly accurate because my girlfriend had an art gallery dinner thing last

night. I ended up getting home at 4 o'clock in the morning, and I was wired. So I thought I'd had a brainwave, which was, what if I take some night nurse to knock

myself out?

Unfortunately, I slept really well, but I overcorrected and woke up at 2.30 p.m.

And I'm still, I feel like I've had a general anesthetic.

Like, my brain is about like four steps behind reality. Um, so yeah, it's a great

day on which to record. Yeah, a highly cerebral episode about regional divides in England. Yeah.

So we, we've brought on our special guests today. If you could introduce yourselves, please.

Um, hi, I'm Robert Smith and I write for the Financial Times, and I did the Greensill episode

of Trash Future over this year, which was really fun.

Yes, and I was alerted to the possibility that you might be a good guest for a topic about

North-South Divides when Milo made a smug joke about Darby and you were like, I'm from Darby

and you cut yourself off right before you said, you cunt

and I was just like, perfect, flawless.

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