Shoes On For This‪?‬ S McD

We're back and enjoying the simple things in life: panini sticker books and good old puzzle books. And, you know, actual books. And TV shows. And... well, you get the gist.

Actual sunshine. In Scotland. I know! Clearly we're not cut out for this heat - we raced through this week's rundown of podcasts, books, food, TV gems and actual gems. Please excuse the 'ambience'.

This week we delved into the weird world of my dreams and tried to understand why Gerard Butler is not my boyfriend. Elaine became somewhat inexplicably instantly obsessed with the idea of going to Wales, and as such we really need to apologise in advance for the possibility of us inflicting ourselves on the unsuspecting Welsh people. We really are very sorry. :-)

We were such adults this week! I took my job appropriately seriously and put in some extra graft while Lainey ventured into the grown up world of gardening. When that got a bit too real, we reverted to type: I rolled back the years by watching Titanic and Lainey (naturally) purchased a watering can in the shape of a flamingo. For some bonus material which we'll call 'f*ckery', keep listening all the way to the end.

The week that Elaine turned 40, I got some good news on the publishing front, and we may be sitting on a lottery win that would set us up for some vastly different travel plans. Find details on the digital launch of my upcoming novel, Embers, here: https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/embers-launch-tickets-151060346563?aff=ebdssbonlinesearch

Of course, Lainey hurt herself on her foray into juggling. And of course I got disproportionately riled up by, well, most things. It's just who we are.