The final chapter and the last ever pisscast. It’s been real....

Who watches the watchmen?

What a yawnfest. But, I’m going to finish reading this book until I’m the last man standing and, with this boreathon, this might be the clincher.

Most of this podcast is taken up with reading from the book- unlike most of these podcasts...

I’m back! But...the book isn’t. I just ramble on for 45 minutes instead, which is a bit better than listening to a badly written denouement...I’ll get round to it next time.

In a less than triumphant return, we establish a new form of communication for this new world order. Same shitty book though.

Susan and Frido part 2. Not as good as I made it out to be....by a country mile.

A rather damp squib after such a long wait...but this episode has gone through several iterations and subsequent deletions...namely because I don’t want others thinking I’m a total sociopath... Probably too late for that....

In between the chaos lies sadness. Post podcast note: I was thinking of “Ruby, Don’t Take Your Love To Town” not “Lucille”. More evidence of increasing dementia.

On the road again...Nothing is right about this episode: not the writing, not the delivery and not the person who’s doing the podcast.