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Hello friends!
How nice to see you again (in an abstract way). In response to all of you who enquired: yes, thankyou, we very much enjoyed our month off. No, we did not go anywhere nice on a holiday. Although we did take a trip to Croydon to buy Martin the Sound Man a new swivel chair. But we have it on good authority that the experience was at least 70% similar to a fortnight at a Sandals resort.
Anyway, to business! Firstly, we were utterly overjoyed to see how eagerly you lot took to our Camcorder Challenge. The competition closed last Friday night, and you can read all about it HERE, as well as listen all about it in Episode 70.
And what sort of things have shot out of us after a month of podcastly abstinence?
Minesweeper
sexual politics of yesterdecade
Frubes
the shamelessness of animals
Jackie Mason
Harvester
the fascist bastards of the Chelsea Flower Show
the Boston Bean
best men
the Queen’s chewing-gum
surprise parties
Selfridges
this sort of thing
and
the joke that will be funny forever and ever.
And that’s not all! Olly recreates his first ever podcast; Helen admits to a relative who DOESN’T go in for swearing; and Martin the Sound Man tries to mimic a drumroll sound and just coats the AMT! studio in spittle. Cheers, Martin.
As well as asking us some lovely juicy QUESTIONS for the new series, by Skype-ing answermethis, phoning 0208 123 5877 or emailing answermethispodcast@googlemail.com, please leave a comment on this post revealing what your first words were. Ours were ‘wank’ (Olly), ‘”they’re”, NOT “their”!’ (Helen) and ‘Higgs boson’ (Martin the Sound Man), or at least should have been, rather than the fairly prosaic stuff we did apparently come out with.
We look forward to reading your outpourings, and we hope you enjoy listening to ours over the Michaelmas series! It’s delightful to be back.
Helen and Olly
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August 20, 2009 at 10:14 am |
Beyond Mummy and Daddy, mine was ‘bugger’. My mother blames my father and is quite cross with him about this even to this day! My bother’s was ‘car’, and for a time it was the only word he said. He had multi-uses for it, it was a greeting, a flare, etc.
October 10, 2008 at 8:03 pm |
My first word was unmistakabley ONIONS. Mmm, juicy, pukey onions. Just imagine a little baby going “onions!”.
October 9, 2008 at 5:45 pm |
Mine was “eat,” much to the dismay of both of my parents.
October 9, 2008 at 3:56 pm |
I have no idea what my first word was, but I spent a lot of time teaching my neice to say “hockittypunctus”. She certainly had a good stab at it. Her vocabulary is now very wide-ranging; I like to think I am partly responsible.
October 9, 2008 at 3:21 pm |
Mine was apparently “duck” which is uninteresting, even if you factor in the fact I’m not Northern. My brother’s, however, was “towbar”. He used to sit in his pram eyeing up every parked car and helpfully confirming its towbar status for the benefit of anyone within earshot – “towbar” or “no towbar”.
October 4, 2008 at 6:31 pm |
Typo.^
October 4, 2008 at 6:30 pm |
As I was a money-conscious baby, my first world was “AH-DA!”, bwcause my mum kept taking me to ‘Britain’s Cheapest Supermarket’.
I also said the F-word before my 2nd birthday when I dropped my teddy down the stairs. Oops.
October 4, 2008 at 4:42 pm |
My cousin who is 1 and a half dropped a glass yesterday.She then turned to me and said ‘shit,what I do?’
October 2, 2008 at 11:46 pm |
My first word was “Teddy Bear”. Shortly after saying this whilst reaching for my favourite stuffed animal, i fell off of the sofa and missed cracking my head open on the coffee table by mere inches. Not surprisingly, i didn’t say much more about him after that.
October 2, 2008 at 7:26 pm |
My first word was cat, I dont like cats why would I say cat I dont Know Why CAT? AAAAAAAAARRRGH!!!
October 2, 2008 at 1:46 pm |
My first word was clock. No idea why.
October 2, 2008 at 10:19 am |
My first words were ‘Arra’ (our cat’s name was Arrabella), ‘loon’ (moon) and ‘dim dum bee-oo’ (an attempt at BMW apparently.
October 2, 2008 at 12:27 am |
I don’t know my first word, but my brother’s partner’s first sentence was
“Norsa teddu! I have to put you in the waste barstet.”
(Naughty teddy! I have to put you in the waste basket.”)
..which I think is ace.
October 1, 2008 at 8:53 pm |
My first word was ‘duck’, followed by ‘lion’. God knows why. Apparently my parents used to do flashcards with me from a ludicrously early age, holding up words and saying them to me, so that’s probably where they came from
October 1, 2008 at 7:32 pm |
My first word was ‘shwmae’ (pronounced ‘shoo-my’) – it’s Welsh and means ‘hello/hi, how are you?’
…and after 27 years I am now able to speak a grand total of 6 Welsh words. You’re impressed, I can tell!
October 1, 2008 at 7:24 pm |
hey Helen, Olly and Martin the soundman, my first word was shoelaces, becuase i liked shoelaces, and telephone wires and shit like that as a child. 🙂
thanks byee
xx
October 1, 2008 at 6:52 pm |
My first word was “cat” which is rather boring and trivial.
But an interesting/funny first word is David Mitchell (comedian and star of “Peep Show”)’s which was “hoover”.
October 1, 2008 at 2:37 pm |
Apperantly my first word was either waffle or ma, depending which parent you ask…
October 1, 2008 at 12:20 pm |
My first word was, I am assured, Pain. Apparently I had a few things wrong with me as a baby and was frequently in a lot of pain. So according to the sober recollections of my parents, I quickly picked up on this word.
My brother’s first word was ‘whale’ because of a book he had with a whale in it, whereas my youngest brother’s first word no one can remember because nothing he’s done, back then or since, has been that interesting.