The Two Gents lament the loss of yet another great American institution, review the new Doner Kebab Pot Noodle, and quarrel over the correct pronunciation of “Salisbury”. As Phil abuses the phrase “right up your alley”, Dominic wonders how Her Maj the Queen would score in the bikini round of a beauty pageant. Plus, a novel plan for fixing society’s ills, a list of job openings in the Royal Household, and an urgent examination of Dominic’s increasingly sinister Spanish lessons.

With a crestfallen Phil in Los Angeles and a salmon-free Dominic Hilton in Buenos Aires.

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