5 Birds And A Mic

Behold the epic tale of Meggy's midnight poo! We laugh but this is probably a serious issue, but what do you want from us? Sympathy? Empathy and concern? It's a pandemic! The wedding sector is getting crushed by lockdown, what else can we do? Except laugh at the misfortunes of our beautiful yet ..'quirky' shall we say, Meg.

The birds play a series of poorly organised hen-do games, we find out who Emily's favourite employee is, who's the best looking, who's got the highest body count, and what Emily's next husband is going to be like. It's a wild one.

While Emily is away the birds will play, producer Andrew brings his awkward energy and hosts the most random episode yet. Get ready for Meg to put her foot in it like never before, Andrew is a crabby donut in Thailand and again Meg reveals her ignorance of processed meat.

Everything is different now, there’s a new intro, Georgina is settling down and two of their families have literally been torn asunder.

I thought the podcast needed a bit more estrogen so I stepped in to soften things up, smash the matriarchy, boy did I regret it. Couldn't get a bloody word in.

And then there were four... Please join us in our special tribute to one of the most special birds ever to grace Ecclesall road, she's not from New York City she worked at Hunters Bar... Our long serving Dan is flying the nest for pastures new, so it's with champagne And tissues we celebrate the best bits of Danielle.

Emma experiences her own dark night of soul in this one, a betrayal of Judas Iscarioteen proportions. Late on in the episode producer Andrew, the dirty snake in the grass, sets off a chain of events that culminates in almost ripping the Birds asunder. Brought to you by Mowgli's on Ecclesall Road.

The birds are back! In the studio after a little break they are back with a vengence. Emily ugly cries down the rubber dingy rapids, G gets very high at the eyebrow salon, and Meg has a lovely suprise for us all...

Our WAG in residence, from being barely dressed outside a bar in Maga to flogging dresses in hunters bar, she's got two mental kids but remains as cool as a cucumber (or is she fuming we can't tell sometimes), Our Sheffield swan, she'll Steel-ya heart - Emma!!!

The birds are super busy at the shop, which is great because that means I'll get paid finally right? Their cheques keep bouncing so hopefully this means I'll get paid. I haven't seen them for a while so I haven't been able to confirm that but I guess I'll just keep making these and they'll send a BACS or something. Come to think of it they've never asked me for my bank account details...