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It’s been a pretty brutal week of trying to look after two kids, whilst making belligerent calls to various companies and trying not to get infuriated by the logical flaws in Paw Patrol. We decided we should have some family fun and made the spontaneous decision to go out for Sunday lunch. But if living in Hertfordshire for a few weeks has taught us anything, it is that he people of Hertfordshire do not appreciate spontaneity
The first pub we tried seemed faintly baffled by the fact that we thought we could get a Sunday roast without a reservation. So we headed onwards into Hitchin, where the car parks were full of the cars of people who had planned their Sunday lunch months ahead. We finally found somewhere to park, but not before the stress levels reached has exceeded any benefit of having some time out of the house, and then walked through the wet streets, hoping to find some room at the inn.
In the end we plumped for Pizza Express, where surely there is always a table and a stranger is always welcome. The waitress told us we were lucky as she was giving us the only unreserved table in the restaurant. People in this county sure like to eat. Unspontaneously.
Hats off, as always, to anyone who manages to get anywhere with two young kids in tow. Once we were sat down and given food it all seemed worth it.
The AIOTM/EQ eBay auctions came to an end and Tom Baldwin was the lucky pervert who ended up with Gemma the Toaster Robot’s head for just £58.50. I don’t recommend it for toast, but if you do use if for that, at least each slice will come with its own nutritious spread.
To think of all the money and sperm I threw away in the bins at Shepherd’s Bush library. Think what some pervert would have paid for a bit of Gemma’s leg. Or one of her funnel breasts. Of course truly she belongs in a museum of robotics and maybe one day Tom will sell her on at a huge profit. He’s like the guy with the first bitcoin or an original Apple computer.
Most of the items went for bargain prices, though you may quibble with someone paying over £40 for a hat made out of cardboard and gaffer tape (fashioned at the last minute because the Abraham Lincoln costume we’d had bought for us came without a hat - even though we’d specifically said that was the crucial element). The kniforkoon didn’t even make a third of its actual cost. But still it was good to raise over £300 to go towards the next series of the podcast. A few more items may go up after Christmas.
But you have the chance to win some amazing prizes, including some AIOTM stuff, in the badger/dripster end of year draw. If you become a monthly badger for a pound or more a month or a dripster for four pounds a month, then one of your shared rewards is to take part in the monthly draw (with one entry per pound you pay, every single month). You can see what’s going in the box on 1st January 2018, as well as getting a sneak peak of the Keith Chegwin Self-Playing Snooker Arena (purpose built in the 18th Century, but tragically not used for a frame of podcaster audio snooker for over 300 years),
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Don't do both (unless you really want to), but it doesn't make too much difference to us which way you go.
All your money is put towards making even more podcasts for you to enjoy.And if we get more money than we need to make RHLSTP we will make other stuff with it!
Badgers and dripsters get backstage videos and other similar extras. You all get advance notice of upcoming guests on RHLSTP before the non-badge, undripping scum and other info/offers.
Badgers also get a badge.
Dripsters also get access to my stand up shows as downloads and get to take part in a video Q and A with me every few months.
And I am also planning to do a few bonus audio podcasts that only badgers and dripsters can access.
