Lee arrives wildly apologetic (sugar hangover and “pre-arranged lateness”), then recounts a calm immigration-enforcement raid spotted on a dog walk where Jeff and Poppy bristled first. The pair unpack the crowd’s quiet “witnessing,” ...

Simon’s grim HMO viewing – “a cupboard with a toilet in it” – kicks off a sharp rant about rent, greed and our own complicity in gentrification (yes, palazzo included). Lee’s just out of Covid, still “quite brain foggy,” as they jugg...

Today’s episode sits between worlds: Lee’s COVID-brain-fog ramble collides with Simon’s identity shift as Sardinia becomes a “forever home.” The mood is excited but tender: new kitchen colours, shallow washing machines, and the coat ...

Early-morning chaos (Jefrey’s squeaky-toy alarms and “Dr. Claggy” cinnamon-bun focaccia) spirals into a tender-but-fiery riff on migration, tribalism, and the everyday bureaucracy of moving lives across borders.

The chat spins from joking about posthumous albums into a deep dive on Bowie, The Beatles, and Peter Jackson’s Get Back, with Simon realizing he might be the “Paul McCartney” of his work life. Meanwhile, the two reflect on trust, apo...