This week on The Spin, Henrietta Hairband shipped Richo and Little Boy up North, and stepped into the host's chair for the first time (yes, six years of faithful deputising finally paid off... hang in there Pete!).  Henrietta, Boydy and Jenny dissected and deliberated the issues of the week.  And there were many! We saw a 10cm parrot stymie the state's green energy plans, the razzle dazzle of a third rail track for Dandenong announcement gazumped, and even the Bible's bad boy, Judas, sought some spin-doctoring salvation, claiming he was just "following orders".

If that wasn't enough, the panel discussed why it took a one inch pile worth of testimony to say 'I can't remember' and 'No one told me about it', previewing Mark Vaile and Alexander Downer's visits to the Cole Inquiry.  We had a good chuckle at the audacity of Downer to both say he would not pre-determine the outcome of the Cole inquiry, adding separately that he would be vindicated, proving he's a dab hand at the bet-each-way philosophy.

Remember:  There will be no The Spin on Easter Sunday - Sunday 16 April.   Chin up!!

Downmarket? You bet - with a bullet. It must have been the discussion about Naomi Robson and convicted coke dealer Fat Tony that started the downward spiral on Sunday

One moment we're talking Robert Doyle the next about Premier Steve Bracks penchant for getting an erection every time he gets photographed.

Then its onto Charlie Sheen and how his gargantuan cocaine habit has led him to think 9/11 was all a government conspiracy. This is from the bloke who said: "One of my fondest memories is when Slash from Gun's and Roses sat me down and said 'You've got to clean up your act.'" Yep Charlie by name, charlie by nature.

And we have to say that ALL of the ideas we got for our Come in Spinner segment 'When Naomi met Tony' were that offensive not only could not go to air but Kid Wonder Catters had trouble understanding them.

Boydy tried to report from the tired old trough that is the Australian Grand Prix but was unable to because of the F1 noise. Thank God for small mercies.

In a way it is a blessing that we missed the first nine minutes of the podcast, and then Triple R's technology saw the writing on the wall and s**t itself during the last song. Could be a story on Today Tonight.