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Harrow! Up Ski Sunday, Aba Daba Doo, and Hakuna Matata, mother fuckers and bah! humbug! from Osvaldo hook hands Clarke Lewis shirt-cocking a canal race tee as we launch into the festive period like runfluencers posting about finding it's too hot in Valencia.
Since last time out Baz has turned into the Laird of the manor, flat cap, tweed waistcoat and paisley cravat, John has upgraded his phone to a Nokia 8210, and I am a whim away from singing The Lion Sleeps Tonight and using the Family Fortunes XX noise to count the Guinness World records of Hull Boy, that mad NZ lawyer and the ginger attention seeker.
In this episode we plan 2026 including Baz's first 100K on turmeric, reflect on a slow as Same Head United 2025 and play a game of Juicing Kenyans. The fan favourite Facebook Parkrun Tourism group returns and is just as dumb as ever, the Kazoos of Keith and Kyla perform a sporting medley, and there is a HUGE sweaty fact hunt to take us into the cheeriest of Christmas songs to close with.
Happy Kwanza, chag hannukah sameach, fucking Gump and Merry Christmas from us and Mr Kock.
