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Welcome! Hello Shaggers one and all to Restless Natives, a podcast straddling today between Manchester and London,

like a gymnast dangerously close to slipping off the beam and ending in a serious level of discomfort.

I'm a decathlete of Jobs, the Daily Thompson of the media, throwing so much shit at the wall like a demented hammer thrower,

I just hope some of it will eventually stick. And today,

we have the wee Greco-Roman wrestler of the Acton World, an athlete who is full of mischief and

likes to roll around on the floor, covered in sweat, with men of a similar stature. It's the one and

only Robert De Nierley, Fanny DeVito himself, must them all teased or eyes, the pint collector, Martin Copston. You'll be the voice of look I said next.

Big Daily. Big Daily. That was a great advert, wasn't it?

That was a great advert. I mean, he was, he was, wasn't he?

Did he not call you a boring bastard once?

I, there's a wee Delhi Thompson story. I went to a dinner with him and he

refuses to wear black tie, Daly Thompson.

So he turned up in his shell suit, 1,900 other people in black tie and sat beside me.

And it was Stuart Pierce, Alex Stewart, Howard Webb, and then Daly on last.

And he walked on stage and he said, look, before anybody says anything,

can I just have a pop of the person that arranged the seating plan because he sat me next the most boring bastard on the planet,

Gordon Smart.

Brutal.

And he came back, slapped me in the face of it, now everyone knows your name, son.

Start whistling and eating his dinner.

You might have heard the dulcet tones of a phenomenal actor.

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