Suddenly I Realised - A Sex and the City Podcast

This episode contains neither chickens nor dancing. We realised this week that Carrie is in urgent need of telephone etiquette classes. Apparently professional designers should always make their clients a major part of their wedding party. We discovered that not only is Vanessa a wonderful person, but a talented doodle artist. And finally, we learned that the late Bruce Forsyth wasn’t a perv (that...

Just as we make our triumphant return, Vanessa gets fired for uttering the words ‘woke moment’.  We realise that life itself is a bigger geebag than Carrie Bradshaw. We discover that all lesbians apparently wear glasses, Big doesn’t actually have a real job, and Vanessa is a VERY good friend indeed… she agrees to make fondu for Maz, and would also wade into her tunnel of love for a medical emergen...

We discover that this crowd of harridans all hate animals and shouldn't be allowed anywhere near them. Carrie B makes a holy show of herself wearing black to a funeral, but she finally comes up with an excuse to ring Big, however flimsy. Samantha's ways get her in a little hot water with the wasp hierarchy, and Charlotte's silly hat leads her into the arms to a slutty widower. We also realise that...

We discover this week that Vanessa Keogh, in her own unabridged words, wanks to keep working. You should NEVER stay out all night if you have work in the morning, as Carrie learns the hard way. Miranda’s had more sex scenes than Anna May Wong, Samantha patronises a server, and Carrie faces a task more gruelling than that of Edmund Hillary up a mountain, by going for a nice glass of wine by herself...

We realised this week that Vanessa's perfect man is in fact a monkey, the lovely Lynne Perrie has become the stuff of nightmares, and Miranda isn't quite the feminist she would have us believe. Our hero in this episode shares a moniker with an icon of the Dublin drag scene, queen of our hearts Samantha Jones experiences a rare and unfounded crisis of confidence, and Carrie's non-date banter with p...

This week Mary redeemed herself by finally presenting Vanessa with the hallowed ‘buke they couldn’t ban’, bringing our hotly anticipated Coronation Street/Sex and the City crossover ever-closer. We realised that domestic abuse was actually no biggie in the 90s, and the awful truth is that Charlotte Yorke has a really dark side and should never, ever, be allowed to have a dog.

We realised this week that Mary is on thin ice if she doesn't stop acting like her aul' pal Carrie B. Miranda steps into the geebag shoes this episode. We also discovered that putting the name of a fashion house on a party doesn't make it cool, and while this episode includes plenty of jazz, it is, sadly, lacking in jizz. 

Mary was too jetlagged, after abandoning Vanessa to go to New York, to realise a thing this episode, but Vanessa certainly realised one very important thing - her co-host Maz is more like Carrie B than she ever thought. We also speak to New York City SATC tour guide, the delightful Christiana, and grieve on Samantha's behalf as she faces her biggest, and indeed smallest, challenge yet.

Scrawny fartbox Carrie Bradshaw has upset Vanessa so much this week that we realised very little. We did come to the obvious conclusion that nobody but Kim Cattrall can ever play Samantha Jones. We also couldn’t help but wonder, if Geri Halliwell can come back to the Spice Girls, and Robbie Williams can come back to Take That, why can’t Kim Cattrall come back to Sex and the City? Meanwhile, Big is...

What did we realise this week? No two people on earth can have the same name, Carrie Bradshaw insists on lying about her cycle dates just to create a fuss, albeit an internal one, and Robert Maxwell may very well be alive. Also, never, ever invite Vanessa to a baby shower. Well, invite her, but understand that she definitely won't be attending. 

What did we realise this week? Vanessa is more like Carrie Bradshaw than any of us realised. New year, new Mary - she's decided to become nasty in 2022. We realised that poor Stanford was abused by his so called bestie for many many years, and we remembered that SATC popularised the 'aul rampant rabbit.

We realised this week that we loved Big all along, so, everything we thought knew was a lie. Also, believe it or not, Vanessa is the good one.  We realised that we have more than 1,000 downloads, so people actually want to listen to us talk! Heaven help them.  It's time for those listeners to realise that we deserve a few quid to help us over our mourning period. Further AJLT content wil...

What did we realise this week? The first ex-Mrs Big is Vanessa's perfect woman, Miranda's so-called friends are so dreadful they drove her into therapy, and serial killer Rose West, who is alive as it turns out, has more in common with Carrie Bradshaw than one might think. Jack The Ripper is also alive and well, living in 90s New York and grooming Charlotte.

This week we realised that the ladies thrive when Carrie is not around to make it all about her, Big's gaslighting skills know no bounds and Vanessa can name all the kids from The Sound of Music, albeit in the wrong order (as Mary kindly pointed out)

We realised this week that Mr Big is an empty vessel. If you cut him open what do you get? Dust, and a bit of semen. Vanessa is a sucker for a bit of eyebrow acting, and Mary would ruin a perfectly good slutty outfit with a sensible cardigan. #VirgoForeva Support the show and our future wealth at patreon.com/suddenlyirealised

What did we realise this week? Nobody looks good in a Laura Ashley nightdress; you can't get pregnant if you keep your bra on, and Vanessa can't say benevolent... or can she? This episode also includes a terrifying appearance by Bob from Twin Peaks, and we can't help but wonder... will #poorskipper ever take off? 

What did we learn this week? Being clumsy is only cute if you happen to be skinny, Samantha Jones missed her calling as a nightclub bouncer, and, most importantly, we were reminded of the age-old adage - a hole is a hole. 

This episode is dedicated to the memory of the late Willie Garson, who brought us so much joy as Stanford Blatch. And what did we learn this week? Stephen King ain't no Channing Tatum, and Mary is a Virgo among Virgos.  Most importantly, it turns out Carrie Bradshaw should have been invited to lead the Irish peace process along with ol' Billy Clinton himself.

What did we realise this week? Give Miranda a compliment and it's down with her pants. Yo' man ain't safe around Carrie Bradshaw, and Samantha is, of course, as good looking as a model. Enjoy a special guest appearance by Mary's neighbour's dog, who does evenentualy pipe down!

What did we realise today? That Carrie has questionable work practices, and you can write an article about...well, any old rubbish and still get paid. Plus we discover that Vanessa literally does not know what the word 'literally' means!