Joe and I take a break from the usual format to discuss

My arms look like Popeye has had a fight with a bulldozer

This week, we take a break from the 7 Deadly Sins and

Joe and I huddle under a blanket at 7.30 am. If you

This week, I look too awful for a video and Joe's eye

Joe and I get all etymological on you and fling three cool

This week, I try and fail to avoid Joe's extreme garlic breath,

In this week's episode, I discover I'm actually married to a robot.

Joe and I fail to do anything special for our 200th podcast

There is a magnificent hat in this episode! Because although my eye

Joe and I stagger into the Roaring 20s with a festive gin

Joe and I drink tea and discuss philosophy. Well, kind of. I

Joe and I are almost foiled by technology and then a ghost

Joe is wearing a dressing gown! A very snazzy, smoking-jacket-esque dressing gown,

Margo Aaron is a splendid writer and even more splendid human being,

Joe does a very passable impression of a Klingon and I marvel

This week, I'm having such a bad hair day that I'm wearing

I have the plague and Joe is left to steer the ship

Joe and I are surrounded by spooks and ghouls in this Hallowe'en

Look, your pencils could always be sharper, okay? Your hair could be

Joe and I sip blackberry gin and explain why writer's block is

Joe and I talk about the twitching madness of insomnia, and how

Joe and I get excited about jam, and briefly consider starting a

In this episode, I contemplate wrestling TinySheeps and make jam. Both of

Joe and  I fail to create a xylophone out of glasses and

I am delighted because Joe has been away for a week, and