Louisa

Right, we've got an ick of the week now from Minnie.

Yeah, I don't like men with long fingernails.

You know when you do a handshake and it's like clammy and... We've got some misheard lyrics now from Anon, so we'll call you Robin.

Hi ladies, long time listener, and you girls are my therapy.

Keep me sane.

Please call me Robin after my dad.

He's just passed away.

Oh, I'm sorry.

When I was around seven, my parents took me and my sister to Les Mis.

I fell in love with the theatre and musicals.

My mum would play the cassette in the car and I'd sing along thinking I had an amazing voice.

In truth, I sound like a cat being strangled.

Hence the WhatsApp message, not a voice note.

One day, my sister, four years old, who loved to make fun of me like all older siblings do, oh, four years older, noticed that I was singing the lyrics wrong to, there is a castle on a cloud.

Brilliant.

Right, we've got a voice note from Emily next.

We loved it.

And you gifted us your Minj costumes, which we might put on for the Troxy.

They were amazing, those girls.

And I love those dogs.