Episode 10: A Heaped Serving of Recovery Trifle

Oi, bellend, if you liked the pod give us a rating, a review, send us some love. Ho-Ho-Ho! And that is just John’s last three Dorises. Welcome to this, our festive offering. Now you may be saying, but D-Dog it is still only mid November. Well,  there have been mince pies and tins of celebrations on the shelves of Tescos for 2 months already,  and the BBC have announced their tortuous line up including surprise-surprise, more Mrs Browns racist Boys, and Miranda is back to somehow have her skirt caught in a taxi door and then ripped off on the way to… I don’t know… keep it festive… a children's nativity play…how droll so we are roasting the Chestnut Massives on an open fire, and who can stop us.We have a box (hill) full of crackers this week including, but no limited to: A Barry bib banditMr MotivatorPaul Chuckle Mr Methane the worlds only performing flatulist And Ste Southern is back to shout “snake oil” at insta ads So cum on ye faithful, and welcome to the 10th episode of the Fourth Worst podcast on running.Always remember to wipe thoroughly.