Show Notes
Hello gorgeous listeners,
Just popping in with a little update from us. Life has gone a bit… sideways. Bronts is in the middle of moving house, and this week my dad had a fall and shattered his femur, so we’re suddenly spending a lot of time doing hospital runs, family things, and generally trying to work out what the new normal looks like for a minute. So, we’re pressing pause on the pod for a couple of weeks. We love this little show so much, and we love that you show up for our nonsense, our Thermo wins, our Thermo fails, and our deeply unnecessary opinions. But right now, real life needs us. I’ve recorded a little honest update for this week’s episode, so you’ll hear more there — but we didn’t want to just disappear without saying something here too. We’ll be back as soon as we can, probably slightly frazzled, absolutely full of feelings, and no doubt with some sort of hospital cafeteria review nobody asked for. Btw, I learned this week what 'Code Black' means in hospital. Yikes. Thanks for being patient with us. We love you.
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