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As Ruben trots the globe, those of us left behind in Sawtell can assuage the emptiness of the sudden silence by listening to this old recording. Others in less urgent need can wait for the film version.

Apologies for the ropey sound quality. It appears that for some reason I thought the sound of a thunderstorm would be less distracting if I got really, really close to the microphone and shouted. For those who can't discern though the distortion, we talked about:

• Ruben's upcoming/current trip to the UK, where he attended Drupalcon London 2011 and met (in person!) our brother in post-punk podcasting @andyc. What really went on there, we only have this excerpt.
• Last episode, we forgot to mention that Sawtywood's own David Foulkes won Best Coffs Coast Film at the Sharpies for his film Keep it in the Family.
• Ruben's spouse Cheri is after a dead tree copy of Orwell's Burmese Days.
• Would anybody email us, given the opportunity? Answers on a postcard.
• The rent is too darn high for Sawtell retailers.
• Thank heavens for the neoclassical economists who rescued us from the grim chaos of the 1970's and brought us here, which looks deceptively like the grim chaos of the 1970's, but if you look closely you'll see we've got smartphones.
• A probably totally inaccurate creation myth of Sawtell.
• The best kind of fake places are real fake places.
• Matthew sings the praises of Blacktown, an inner outer suburb of western Sydney, but he was actually thinking of Bankstown, an outer inner suburb of western Sydney. They both start with "B" and end with "town". You shouldn't be able to have two such similarly-named places in one city, I say. In all probability, what's true for Bankstown is also true for Blacktown, so no harm done. Western Sydney is great. Get a weekly ticket from the city circle to Penrith and hop off at every station to check it out.
• Ruben is similarly dazzled by the bright lights of Brisbane; both of them.
• Last with the news: Amy Winehouse, on hearing we knew who she was, died of embarrassment. And apparently there's been some sort of kerfuffle on the Tottenham High Street (or "Tart-in-ham", as it's known in America). We'll keep you posted long after events unfold.
• No silly-voice linking bits this episode. It's bad enough that Matthew tried impersonating Johnny Rotten.
• Billy Bragg was on Democracy Now because he can't get in the NME any more. It's been over a decade since I read it, but I'm glad to see that the NME are still asking the tough questions nobody wants answered.
• Care and drunken maintenance of your Mitsubishi Starwagon.
• Che Guevara - the wuss - never had a neckbeard like Eben Moglen's.
• Is Google running around with it's hair on fire while desperately trying to claw back eyeballs from Mark Zuckerberg, or is Google+ the future of monetising the personal information of suckers? And who cares either way?
• "Sawtell: the Podcast: the Movie" - coming soon to a cinema near you. Unless you live in Sawtell, in which case it will show a couple of months later. We love Barbara Flynn.
• We're all English, deep down. "It is impossible for an Englishman to open his mouth without making some other Englishman hate or despise him."
• Lard, lard, lovely lard.

Phil Twite provided us with an insidiously catchy song called "Running Riot", which is about being a toddler. (What did you think it was about?)

Loads and loads and loads and loads and loads and loads and loads and loads and loads of samples from Freesound, and one from Wikimedia Commons.

Fair dealing samples from ISIHAC, two guys called John, a cyberman, Rolf Harris, and Bill Cosby.

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