Ellis James

It was the thing I found on the internet that may turn out to be utterly pointless.

I had a sort of a big egg cup and I filled it with salty water and I then inhaled it like Pablo Escobar.

I would draw the salty water up my nose till it shot down the back of my throat.

So for a moment, I was effectively waterboarding myself just so I could sound good on the first episode of What Did You Do Yesterday?

Really?

Is this sort of Blood Brothers in episode one of a podcast that may vanish because no one cares about it after three episodes?

Yeah, and because the first one hasn't come out yet, Alice doesn't know that all of the ones we've recorded so far end with the person in tears just smashing their fist on the table, singing life, oh life, oh life.

Alice, what time did you get up at yesterday?

No, not get up.

What time did you open those eyes?

We got up one minute ago, me and Max, and we just started recording straight off the top.

Okay, I need to step in here.

So we've gone from 7.41, which is when you rise.

So we've actually lost.

There's a lost hour here that you're obviously not telling us about.

So you are staring at him as he eats some Frosties, basically with a stopwatch.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Giving him this con motivational bullshit.

Okay.

Yeah, bare chested.