Don't eat my shoe (how are the pelicans? Or...)

Hey! Well this time it's James as opposed Graham and I'm accompanied by the lovely (lovely lovely lovely) Elsa. This post is merely an obligation as Graham wants me to be a bit more involved behind the scenes rather than just playing the role of the bloke who interupts him in our hilarious pod casts. Erm...well. It's the night before fireworks night! So the smell of explosives in the air, just liofdkjfdoksfopgfdui0iopap[ogdjy89xvc,m jio vckjnl g mn gbbdihnrinreod[ bjb p-jjibk, b, m mnvcy8gfkofjibvcgf sorry about that *ahem* just as it has been for the past month. Any excuse for people in this country to create needless explosions. Does anybody else think Buffy the Vampire Slayer is utter shit?

Bye.

Rocket salad....it's not rocket science...continuity.