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As the new boy working on Ouch, I was looking forward to my first Podcast.
Safely back in the office I can now reveal some of the gruesome innards which go into its making.

I was tasked with grabbing some pretty and for you people to greedily consume. Perhaps, more importantly I had to provide for every which and whim of our lovely presenters this month, Mat and Kiruna.

We descended to the deep dark chasm of Brodcasting House, floor -7.

The session begun with a pre-production meeting, during which my notebook was filled with the Ouch team's requests for soy-mocha-skinny lattes (no sugar,) and sandwiches; vegetarian, spicy but not too spicy (or something to that effect.)

Then came the ordeal of confusingly repeating this order to the Broadcasting House café guy. Meanwhile, an increasingly long and angry queue formed behind, no doubt wondering how anybody could be so confused about what they wanted.

Back in the production meeting, the aforementioned beverages were duly consumed providing the pre-requisite supply of caffeine for the mammoth recording session to come.
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Matt and Kiruna duly began their repartee, even before the recording began.

As the tape rolled, the standout moments came as both Matt and Kiruna attempted to complete a .

Podcast listeners, get ready to discover whether Matt and Kiruna can:

"Plan or prepare a freshly cooked main meal on a traditional cooker"

"Hoist, monkey pole or bed-raiser"

My role in all this was stealth camera operator, which as someone with Cerebral Palsy (who generally noisily stomps around the place,) did not come naturally; I took to the art of chair swivelling to grab shots, as a pose to foot stomping.

With the recording safely in the can, (or rather a USB stick). It was time for post-recording banter and hula-hoops.

Finally, the reward of emerging from the studio vault, for some well deserved fresh air.

Bring on the next podcast...