For their final episode of Season Two, Rebecca and Kelsey sit down for what begins as a short catch-up but quickly turns into a full conversation about work events, home organisation, public etiquette, and the end of Sex and the City as we knew it. Kelsey recounts her summer outing with colleagues in Southwest London, where she managed the itinerary and enjoyed tiramisu gelato on company time. Rebecca, back in Cork, starts clearing out years worth of clothes and toiletries, and shares her growing frustration with clutter, both physical and mental.

They also talk about why unsolicited FaceTime calls are unacceptable, how Miranda’s character was completely destroyed in And Just Like That, and why it’s still important to say thank you to bus drivers. Kelsey remembers a pasty-related bus dispute that escalated surprisingly fast, and Rebecca reflects on missing her corporate wardrobe. The episode ends with a quick-fire list of unwritten social rules they believe everyone should follow, including holding the door, filling the kettle, and never skipping the queue to get on a train.

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Kelsey’s on a dry streak ahead of a last‑minute wedding invite, DJing either side of it, and negotiating whether a midnight spicy marg technically counts as “the day of.” She tried a bar of soap after TikTok told her it lasts longer than shower gel… then dreamt she had to eat it, gagged at the smell the next morning, and binned it. She’s also in her cosy‑geek era. Sims webcam for Twitch, Xbox controller, adult colouring with crisp Crayolas, and steps and salads for holiday bikini pics. Rebecca did a West Cork hostel weekend in Allihies, gorgeous people, unreal pub music, but being the only one not drinking or smoking was rough, so boundaries and early to bed it was. Back in Dublin she finally scored a proper maritozzo (heaven, then immediate regret), played WAG at the match while missing literally every goal, tested a console Harry Potter wander, nabbed a shiny new mic, fell headfirst into “romantasy” (Firebird), reminisced about Twilight being… not it, sang sober at a 40th‑anniversary party, booked her Berlin hotel, while Kelsey’s lining up a trip to Spain and her first‑time in Portugal.

This week’s “Can’t Cope” Bonnie Blue’s Channel 4 doc (the thousand men stunt), rage‑bait marketing, the barely‑legal angle, and why OnlyFans’ creator‑only rule changes matter. Then a rant at Bo+Tee/Oh Polly for dropping new collections every two weeks, the overwhelm, the pressure, the waste. Main topic? Things We’ll Never Be Good At. Kelsey admits she’s allergic to patience in the kitchen (food prep? never heard of her) while Rory cooks like a saint with every pot in the flat. Rebecca opens up about driving‑test trauma (aced the questions, crumbled under eyes‑on pressure), Kelsey’s flight anxiety spikes at take‑off and turbulence, and Rebecca confesses she can act and sing but can’t paint a mug to save her life (techy bits, same). Frenzied, honest, and weirdly soothing, exactly how we like it.

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Kelsey’s back in London after a packed few days in Cork, complete with a full pub crawl across the city, her first-ever visit to the Hi-B (where Rebecca’s already been kicked out), and an impromptu limoncello-fuelled dinner at Elbow Lane. There’s drama at Brick Lane involving a bouquet and an awkward moment at the bar, a fierce debate over the proper glassware for a French 75, and a realisation that half the pubs in Cork have somehow slipped under the radar. The love for Beamish runs deep, the respect for phone bans runs deeper.

Meanwhile, Rebecca is entering her hyper-productive era, finishing client work ahead of schedule, saving money with actual self-restraint, and finally cancelling her Wi-Fi (after surviving a baffling phone call with customer service). She’s also booked her first trip with her man, has one eye on Seville, and both feet suffering through a pedicure. The girls also dive into the ever-growing girl tax, from eyebrow laminations and waxing appointments to the hidden hours (and euros) we lose trying to look “put together.” If you’ve ever nearly cried over a sausage roll, dodged a dongle, or had to ring Eir and survive, this is the episode for you.

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Between Kelsey’s unforgettable birthday weekend in Cork and Rebecca’s teary-eyed search for a Maritozzo, the theme of this week’s episode is clear… life is a bit much. Kelsey shares every detail from the party. Pint and cocktail combos, family karaoke, her mum saving the day with a last-minute butter-yellow dress, and the heartbreak of paying into a nightclub with no crowd. Rebecca’s week brought hormonal rage, a sobbing session over closed bakeries, a proud €1.50 Luas ride, and the deeply humbling discovery that she’s been walking past a perfectly good bus stop for months. Grown-up life? Overrated.

Naturally, all roads lead to a shared fantasy. Moving into a hotel. No plugs falling out of the wall, no calling landlords, no chores. Just steam rooms, pillow menus, and BBC World News from a fluffy bed with food delivered to the door. Also this week, a proper goodbye to vaping (with the help of a grapefruit-scented placebo pipe), a quick rage at period ads that use the word “gush,” some theories on Cork’s meltdown against Tipp, and, of course, the now-iconic Coldplay affair (including the suspiciously AI-written statement). RIP Ozzy, free the snacks, and let us live in peace with room service.

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This week on Can’t Cope, Rebecca and Kelsey are putting off everything that remotely resembles responsibility. The tax return still hasn’t been touched, the post is quietly piling up, and any thought of the dentist is being firmly ignored. Kelsey spent the weekend at Kaleidoscope Festival, where the sun was unforgiving and the dancing relentless. Rebecca’s been keeping things quieter with riverside walks, a cinema trip with her boyfriend, and a calm exterior that’s barely holding back the internal scream of someone 12 days off the vape.

They cover the usual life admin, lingering to-do lists, and the deep-rooted fear of opening a “proper” letter. There’s a rant about Instagram’s new font (which is objectively awful), a stray fact about Michelin stars, and Kelsey’s firm request for Rice Krispie buns when she’s home for her birthday. If you've ever said “I’ll do it tomorrow” and meant it every day for six months, this episode is your safe space. Avoidance is an art, and baby, we’re painting masterpieces.

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We’re back with a catch-up full of family visits and an epic deep dive into the horrors (and hilarity) of our worst fashion crimes. Kelsey lands home from Ireland with a Ryanair miracle, a flight that’s barely late,  and fills us in on a wholesome Celtic match, a dreamy Love Island villa Airbnb, and the sheer panic of renewing a passport days before jetting off. Meanwhile, Rebecca’s busy conquering her vape cravings one Nicorette spray at a time, giving away posh Le Creuset pots she doesn’t know how to use, and discovering that the ultimate act of love is apparently gifting cookware that costs more than your rent.

Then we dive headfirst into the ‘Outfits That Ruined My Life’ vault. From traumatic teenage disco scarves to questionable secretary chic for a graduation you weren’t even graduating from. We relive iconic River Island splurges we definitely couldn’t afford, disastrous Littlewoods orders that nearly bankrupted us (RIP Littlewoods Ireland, sorry about that), and enough wardrobe malfunctions to keep the entire pub entertained. Whether you’re here for the confessions, the laughs, or just to feel smug about your own wardrobe choices, we’ve Pour a drink, pull up a chair, and join us for another dose of glorious madness. Pour a drink, pull up a chair, and join us for another dose of glorious chaos.

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Rebecca’s back from her Italian “holiday” and spoiler alert, it was less Aperol Spritz, more Venice Villains and bridge trolls who nearly robbed her suitcase (and her sanity). She spills all about the sweat, the tears, the suspicious late-night hotel knocks, and the absolute horror of dragging a suitcase the size of herself up endless canals while praying not to get mugged. Meanwhile, Kelsey’s been living her best Cork life, catching blues gigs with the fam, hunting down the perfect birthday dress, and loving every minute of having her brother over for the month. Together, they unpack why solo travel can be the opposite of relaxing, how even the fanciest hotel can get it all wrong, and why an unexpected bottle of water at the wrong time can feel like a personal attack.

But the chaos doesn’t stop there. This week, they can’t cope with overpriced watery soup in Dublin, €7 shower gel, and those infuriatingly tiny breakfast juice glasses that turn an all-inclusive buffet into an endurance test. There’s also time to side-eye Katy Perry’s breakup headlines, Jeff Bezos’ Venice wedding circus, and Khloé Kardashian’s dramatic wedding guest look that divided the group chat. From overpriced smoothies and impulse shopping in Brown Thomas to cash-only old man pubs that make everything better, the girls prove once again that no matter where they are, Cork, Venice, or the corner of a breakfast buffet, they just can’t cope.

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On this scorched-earth episode of Can’t Cope, Rebecca’s deep in the no-sleep holiday spiral in Spain while Kelsey’s being grilled alive by London’s murky heat. From DJ gig nightmares (wrong leads, panic in Clapham, and a random hero with a cable) to Indian takeaway survival hacks (shout out to naan bread as a utensil), it’s been A Week. Kelsey’s still recovering from her stint on The Voice of Ireland, while Rebecca shares the now-legendary tale of her cursed Come Dine With Me debut. Think burnt scallops, traumatised guests, and a wine-soaked cover-up mission.

They also weigh in on Pitbull’s bald cap takeover, unexpected horniness in vampire films, and why Sabrina Carpenter’s album cover might’ve just set feminism back a decade. Throw in some hair trauma (never again, fringe), musical obsessions (hi, BTS x GloRilla), and a gentle reminder that two-person tents are a lie, and you’ve got yourself a signature Can’t Cope episode…chaotic, hilarious, and totally unfiltered.

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After a slightly accidental break, Kelsey and Rebecca are back with tales from both sides of the Irish Sea and beyond. Kelsey dives into a whirlwind fortnight hosting her brother in London, including a theatre night with a Fawlty Towers-worthy comedy, catching up with her old pub crew, and a failed Charli XCX spotting mission at an official anniversary party. Her social calendar is out of control, her DJ bookings are booming, and her birthday planning is teetering between "fun" and "fashion crisis." Oh, and if anyone has a bra recommendation that supports a big bust with a low back? Please, she’s all ears.

Rebecca, meanwhile, has stayed closer to home but is deep in travel mode, her favourite. With her Italian escape to Trieste on the horizon, she shares her legendary itinerary-planning process, all while reminiscing on a perfect day trip to a WWI memorial in Rosscarbery. There’s also deep love for notebooks and proper pens, a confession about jellycats (they’re accessories, not toys), and a strong stance on greeting cards: don’t bother turning up without one. Plus, we get the lowdown on a very strange viral video involving the French president and his wife. Buckle up. It’s the big feelings about small things episode, and we’re not coping…but that’s the point.

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After a so-called two-week break that spiralled into a full-blown sabbatical, Kelsey and Rebecca return to the mic with their tans topped up, spirits high, and a chaotic backlog of stories to unload. In this Season 2 opener, Kelsey reflects on celebrating her boyfriend’s 30th, officially moving in together, and preparing for her own milestone birthday, with party planning in full swing and a renewed focus on feeling her best. There’s also a night out at a Wolf Alice gig, a jealous flashback to a band-related flirtation, and a lively discussion on hall passes (Alanis Morissette gets an honourable mention).

Meanwhile, Rebecca has been on a one-woman world tour, from a girls’ getaway in Mallorca to a mother-daughter escape in the exact same spot, with a brief stop in Dublin and London sandwiched between. Oh… and yet another trip to Dublin! There’s a sleepwalking incident involving a mysteriously relocated handbag, a blue-lit meltdown in a Dublin Starbucks bathroom, and a glowing tribute to the unexpected power of a Cork hairdresser. Add in critiques of confusing hotel redesigns, reactions to Kris Jenner’s new face, and some thoughts on the Vatican’s speed-run through popes, and you’ve got a joyful and very welcome return to the podcast feed.

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This week, we’re serving up the kind of chaos that lingers in your brain long after the moment has passed. It’s our episode of embarrassing and funny stories, and no one’s pride is safe. Kelsey opens with a DJ night derailed by too many spicy margaritas and one girl’s mission to bring ABBA into a rock bar. She also finds herself on the receiving end of an uncalled-for outburst at work, but keeps her head where others would throw a punch. Meanwhile, Rebecca unpacks a weekend of questionable portion sizes and a bottle of Moët gifted by a mysterious hotel manager named Matthew - who may or may not be an angel sent from TikTok. 

Then it’s onto the big stories: Kelsey stepping in something she absolutely shouldn’t have, a girls' night derailed by a cash-only crisis, and Rebecca’s full-body night terror that ended with her completely naked in front of her housemates and landlord. Plus, the tale of a very wrong bus, a very hot Italian motorway, and a woman in a halter top just trying to survive. We also tackle vaping regrets, Katy Perry’s joyride to space, and the crimes of Coachella’s fashion choices. It’s personal, it’s candid, and it’s the Season 1 finale. Come cringe with us.

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This week on Can’t Cope, the girls get nostalgic and dive deep into the music and artists that shaped their childhoods and teenage years. From Britney to Blink-182, Slipknot to Spice Girls, they cover the full emotional spectrum of their early obsessions. Rebecca remembers the walls of her childhood bedroom being plastered with Joey Jordison posters and talks about how much the Slipknot drummer meant to her. Kelsey shares her enduring love for Queen and Freddie Mercury, her admiration for Lady Gaga, and why Britney Spears was her first and most powerful pop culture icon. Together, they laugh about fanfiction, Discman days, and the pure joy of discovering new music when you’re young and dramatic.

They also chat about the bizarre judgment people seem to have when you go on a holiday alone, the tragic contents of all-you-can-eat buffets, and a shocking dream Kelsey had in which Rebecca was a stone-cold killer. There’s also an update on Rebecca’s love for robes, a vivid description of the post-night-out walk of shame, and the eternal struggle of packing bold outfits for dinner and nothing practical to wear in the daytime. The episode is a celebration of formative tunes and being defiantly yourself, whether you’re blasting Sean Paul from your Walkman or reading fanfic about falling in love with a drummer.

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In this week’s episode of Can’t Cope, the girls are back in full force after a whirlwind weekend in London, complete with pub crawls, missed recordings, and a £9.20 smoothie that changed everything. Kelsey kicks things off with some big life updates, including moving in with her boyfriend and creating the dreamiest home-office-meets-sewing-room-meets-music-studio. Meanwhile, Rebecca’s on a mad one, zipping from London to Tenerife to the Europe Hotel and back again, narrowly dodging emotional breakdowns and daylight savings-induced jetlag. There are celebrity sightings, toilet emergencies, and TikTok tours with Coco the comedian that will have you screaming. If you were wondering how many adventures you can cram into 48 hours, this episode is a masterclass in doing too much and loving every second of it.

But it’s not all banter and busyness. The girls dive deep into the infuriating world of things that should absolutely be free, but aren’t. Think tampons, public toilets, Apple Music, iCloud storage, and paying for the privilege of buying tickets you already can’t afford. Rebecca’s fury at booking fees is palpable, Kelsey’s still haunted by a deli man’s Elizabeth Moss comparison, and both of them are clinging to the last scraps of their bank accounts while railing against capitalism in style. With the perfect balance of rage, humour, and sisterly screams, this episode is a hilarious and heartfelt takedown of all the ways we’re being bled dry. You’ll laugh, you’ll nod in agreement, and you’ll probably check your subscriptions to see just how many 99-cent charges Apple’s been sneaking past you.

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This week, Rebecca’s eating raspberries and having epiphanies, while Kelsey is knee-deep in a life-cleansing spring clean. After a wild and wonderful Paddy’s weekend that involved stew, stout, tequila, Crane Lane dancing, English boys with girlfriends, and some late-night smooching from the Scots, the girls are recovering with a healthy dose of reflection, emotional breakthroughs, and a hefty list of jobs they'd be absolutely shite at. From firefighting and plumbing to tattoo artistry and outer space, they figure out exactly why they’re better suited to mics than microscopes. 

Rebecca contemplates finally chasing the joy she’s been missing for years, and Kelsey might just move back to Ireland one day. There's an existential crisis, spicy life plans, and a few fart-related revelations. All in all, it’s a big one. Come for the laughs, stay for the emotional breakthroughs and please, for the love of God, email us.

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Kelsey and Rebecca are handing out sentences this week - no trial, no mercy. It’s time to lock up the worst offenders of everyday life, from people with zero manners to gym creeps hovering over machines. If you’re guilty, consider this your official warning.

Kelsey kicks things off with a gym-rage rant about men stalking her treadmill time, while Rebecca goes straight for the real criminals… people who don’t say please and thank you. Were you raised in the wild? The girls also tackle the shameless chancers who only text when they need something, disrespectful partners who treat their significant others like household staff, and the energy vampires who hate fun, joy, and anyone who dares enjoy life.

Things take a turn when Kelsey reveals her latest TikTok violation for simply existing with big boobs, and Rebecca refuses to let men off the hook for thinking women can get pregnant 30 days a month. The audacity is at an all-time high, and the girls are not holding back.

If you’ve ever had to endure public transport speakers blasting awful music, been forced into a conversation with someone who never asks how you are, or found yourself raging at a fully grown adult refusing to acknowledge basic human decency, this episode is for you. Expect rants, roasts, and absolutely no parole for the worst offenders.

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It’s St. Patrick’s week, which means Kelsey and Rebecca are embracing their Irishness, well, as much as they can while sitting in two different countries.

Rebecca is sipping a cocktail in a hotel robe in Rome, but it hasn’t all been glamorous. The wild ride of grief has hit hard, and seeing things that reminded her of being there with her father has been brutal. Life is peaks and troughs, but honestly? The girls would love a few more peaks.

Meanwhile, Kelsey is in London and reeling from the absolute scandal at London Zoo, where things got so dramatic that staff are no longer allowed to socialise together. A workplace romance involving a hunky llama keeper, an ex, and an actual glassing. Saint Patrick himself could not have predicted this level of madness.

Somehow,  the conversation veers from St. Patrick to the Pied Piper, because why stop at one mythical man who led creatures away? The girls also chat about Seachtain na Gaeilge and how it feels to embrace the Irish language (or fail spectacularly at it). It’s Irish pride, Roman spirals, zoo bans, and far too many tangents. Grab a pint, embrace the madness, and enjoy.

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Lent, Mardi Gras, and Rebecca questioning why people willingly deprive themselves of things when life is already hard enough.

Kelsey and Rebecca are still in London after a nice, civilised family dinner, but civility goes out the window the second they hit record.

Rebecca is spiralling over her addictive tendencies, which now include Rescue Remedy, Vicks MicroMist, and aggressively vaping for no reason. She knows she should quit, but it’s not looking likely. Meanwhile, Kelsey can’t cope with Elon Musk’s obsession with repopulating the planet and is considering giving up her little sweet treat for Lent. Rebecca, on the other hand, is giving up absolutely nothing because she simply doesn’t believe in suffering.

Then it’s Mardi Gras talk, where the beads-for-boobs tradition gets discussed in great detail. Rebecca reckons if she took her top off, not a single soul would notice, while Kelsey is fairly certain she’d accidentally flatten three people. This naturally (obviously?) leads to a Would-You-Rather about giving up food or sex. Rebecca’s main concern? Making sure that even if she couldn’t eat, her life would be sustained. Kelsey? Weighing up the pros and cons.

Kelsey accidentally launches an ASMR career, Rebecca is somehow running for Mayor of Fermoy, and both of them are off to The Prince of Wales for a pint, because this much nonsense requires refreshments.

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First kisses. Cringey, terrifying, and in some cases, highly organised. Rebecca recalls her militant first shift, because at that age, you just had to get it over with. Meanwhile, Kelsey’s was peak Irish culture: at the back of the bus, obviously.

Then, somehow, they end up discussing Sir Tom Jones (hear Rebecca out), Kelsey relives how Rebecca ruined Sabrina Carpenter’s Espresso within hours of its release, and they get slightly derailed by the fact that Viagra is freely available, while women can’t even get antibiotics for basic health issues.

Oh, and Rebecca might have a very controversial take on Paul Mescal’s level of stardom. You’ve been warned. No plan, no theme, just an absolute scream and questionable opinions.

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Irrational fears, everyone has them, but some are more unhinged than others.

Before getting into the madness, Rebecca shares a shambolic leftover story from Episode 1, because apparently, her Valentine’s disasters didn’t end there. This one involves an ex, a 5-minute reunion in Killarney, and the absolute state of a “To My Girlfriend” card from a man who was, in fact, not her boyfriend (nor would he ever be). Naturally, this reminds Kelsey of the opposite nightmare, an ex who actually was her boyfriend but handed her a birthday card that read “To My Friend.”

Then, the girls dive into irrational fears, and a clear pattern emerges: Rebecca’s are catastrophic, life-threatening and straight out of a Final Destination movie, while Kelsey’s are… butterflies and jelly. Rebecca is convinced she’ll die in a freak bus crash into a river, a bathtub disaster straight out of Coronation Street, or a roof collapsing at any moment, while Kelsey just wants to live in a world where she doesn’t have to think about winged creatures, questionable food textures or the deep psychological horror that is claymation.

It’s deranged, outrageous, and full of non stop laughter - if nothing else, at least you’ll feel less mad about your own irrational fears.

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It’s the season of love… or the season of absolute torture, depending on who you ask.

In this debut episode, Kelsey and Rebecca get stuck into their most chaotic, scandalous, and jaw-dropping Valentine’s Day experiences. They’ve dealt with cheating exes, full-blown emotional terrorists, and the kind of men who belong in case studies. Kelsey is actually looking forward to Valentine’s this year, while Rebecca is trying (and failing) to recall a single romantic experience that didn’t end in absolute carnage.

And if that wasn’t enough, Swarovski is out here acting like Valentine’s Day is a national emergency, sending dramatic warning emails letting people “opt out” of their deeply triggering marketing, because apparently, singleness is something you need to be protected from.

Oh, and Kelsey’s first crush? Damien from The Den. Make of that what you will.

It’s bold, hilarious, and the perfect episode to survive the most cursed holiday of the year. Whether you’re in love, single, or just here for the scandal, this one’s for you.

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