Back again… and this one’s steeped in upper-class guilt, overcooked lamb, and just a hint of vengeance.

Three posh ladies gather for a genteel little lunch in honour of their former nanny, Dench. But as the sherry flows and the niceties crack, it becomes clear their ‘tribute’ might be a touch self-serving.

Chris and Damo tuck into the snobbery, the shade, and the slow reveal that maybe Dench wasn’t quite the doormat they thought she was. Expect cut-glass accents, cold hearts, and a roast with a twist.

Unexpected? Naturally. Deserved? Oh yes.