Flat Feet, Plaster Dust & a Face Like a Bulldog Chewing a Wasp

No video this week because Chantelle is battling a full-blown cold (pray for her). We chat through life with plasterers in the house, brainstorm our million-pound money-making ideas (selling Abey’s flat feet, obviously, and letting AI run our wardrobes and meal plans), and put Abey to the test with some truly unhinged British phrases. Expect confusion, laughter, and very little actual productivity.