New podcast episode with Shaun Keaveny

My guest this week is the BBC 6 Music Breakfast Show host and dad of two, Shaun Keaveny. Plus we launch a search to find the most annoying toy on the planet and hear some incredible responses to Facebook Question of the Week.

iTunes: https://goo.gl/gcD6Cs

Stitcher: http://www.stitcher.com/s?fid=90435&refid=stpr

Podbean: http://samavery.podbean.com/e/sam-avery-5-things-i-learned/

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