The Christmas decorations are barely even down (Vogue's are... Obviously) and they're back to it. Joanne has tales from a mad Christmas lunch whilst Vogue plans to spend it all alone next year. If you’d like to get in touch, you can send an email to [email protected] review Global's Privacy Policy: global.com/legal/privacy-policy/For merch, tour dates and more visit: www.mytherapistghostedme.comFor more information about Joanne's gigs, visit: www.joannemcnally.comThis episode contains explicit language and adult themes that may not be suitable for all listeners.
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Welcome to 2025.
My therapist ghosted me with myself, Joanne McNally, and my co-host, Vogue Williams.
Happy New Year.
Happy New Year.
New year.
New year, new us. Happy new year. Just spent, what, the guts of 45 minutes trying to figure out how our laptops work again.
Same old shit.
Doesn't matter. I was going to, Joanne and I decided to swap roles in 2025 where I was going to fuck things up and she was going to be ready and organised with the headphones sorted and everything.
Well, and that didn't happen either. At one point, Jo was like, do you even have a mic? I was like, oh my God. It's ready to go. Not a mic to be seen. It's so hard. It's hard to get back into things. It's like I'm learning to walk again. Like I have to say, so we're doing a morning record. And it's a gorgeous morning. It's all frosty and stuff. Have you seen outside? I have seen outside.
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