Show Notes
This week we are talking hobbies, in a futile attempt to get ourselves a proper Hobby, as we feel that you are not a proper grown up until you have A Hobby. We talk about what qualifies a hobby as a hobby, and Gill is very firm in her views of what is and is not A Good Hobby. Jo shares a non-hobby related wardrobe malfunction which leads us to ponder if starting a very niche Only Fans could count as a hobby, whether sports are a hobby (NO!), and Gill attempts to explain about her favourite 90s hobby based comedy character, Simon Quinlank, King of All Hobbies. Jo remains unconvinced by this.
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