We’ve come straight from the hospital today, because this little fella, Aled, he’s poorly and they’ve got to do more tests. So we asked Tara if we could just give today a miss and she said “only if it’s life threatening”. Gemma said “stuff Tara”, and I didn’t listen ‘cause I’m a breadhead. It’s true, quads cost a fortune so we zipped up - obviously we look a bit too real. Well, I’ve got some good news for you, Tara: the chavs are leaving the building.













