"I think I can make the noise of a door creaking open with my hair..."
Bit of a weird one for you this week as The Ood Cast go back to basics. Four people, four microphones, in a room, talking. Yes, this is the Oods unplugged and unhinged without the aid of a script or a safety net.
(And because we recorded it three weeks ago we're also woefully out of date when it comes to details of Season 6 so definitely no spoilers)
There's even less cohesion than usual as Andy, Laura, Alpha and Sigma jump from one topic to the next with the linguistic grace of a herd of buffalos with big feet dancing swan lake on a minefield. Comments that have no immediate relevance, a review of Space & Time, hysteria, memoirs, podcest and a very special birthday wish all make an appearance.
And, okay, there are a few short sketches about the Brigadier and a cover of a song by the lovely folk at Radio Rassilon too.
But mostly it's tales told by idiots, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing...
We wouldn't have it any other way.
S3E12