If it wasn't for that moment, Alex and Sam wouldn't be lost in their favourite track at the club.

They wouldn't have shared that electric night front row at a music festival.

Or bonded over techno records talking all night long until the sun came up.

If it wasn't for that moment, when they were both scrolling on Tinder, and suddenly,

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This is a download from LBC, Steve Allen's Little Bit Extra.

Morning, everybody, welcome along to your free podcast for today, Monday, the 19th of March.

Can somebody explain to me why?

St. Patrick's Day is the 17th of March, which was a Saturday.

So they have the St. Patrick's Day parade yesterday.

What's the point of that? That's a bit stupid, isn't it?

Who was the person who came up with that brilliant idea? Oh look, Christmas Day the 25th. Let's do it on the 27th, shall we? And do the Christmas Day parade. Anyway, bad news. Bad news, bad news. But I don't know where to begin with this one, because it's not too far from me. And it's Aunt McPartland. He's been arrested after a bit of a roadside three-car smash. He lost control of his

mini. I was more surprised that he was driving a mini than anything else. He failed the roadside

breath test. Now, whichever way you look at it, and I don't know the facts, all I know, I've

seen the pictures on the papers, which you know, because we looked at them earlier on, and he failed the roadside breath test. Normally, if you seen the pictures on the papers, which you know because we looked at them earlier on,

and he failed the roadside breath test. Normally, if you fail the roadside breath test, they take you back, they put you on the big machine, and they sort of test you. Now, his mother was inside the car

at the same time with the dog. Now, I don't care who you are. I couldn't care less whether

you are Prince Philip, the Aga Khan or Putin.

If you get behind the wheel of a car after you've had booze, I'm afraid as far as I'm concerned, you know, you should be thrown in Nick.

I don't care how famous you are. It doesn't make any difference. Not one, you know, if it was me, if it was the producer, unlikely, but I mean, if it was the producer, if it was me or anybody else like that, I would expect to be absolutely carpeted over it. You know, whether or not he's suffering from depression, whether or not he's in a bad place, I couldn't give a flying four-ex. You do not. And why his mother got in the car with him, I've got no idea. They must know what he's like.

So he remained in police custody. And it was in the afternoon. He was on the lower Richmond road.

I mean, really, very close to me. Very, very close to me. In fact, actually, it was a bit

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