Liz is planning a Christmas party on Zoom (and reminding Nic that she can’t actually be the one who wins the vegan cake in the auction), while reminiscing about the time Phliip Green spotted her at a party and snarled, ‘Who let you in?’ Nic is worried that she is turning into her grandmother, and Liz is worried that she might be swept away on the tide while wild swimming. Meanwhile, as a reader suggests someone who might overlook Liz’s eccentricities and become the ‘new David’, she asks, ‘What eccentricities?’

<p>Liz is planning a Christmas party on Zoom (and reminding Nic that she can&rsquo;t actually be the one who wins the vegan cake in the auction), while reminiscing about the time Phliip Green spotted her at a party and snarled, &lsquo;Who let you in?&rsquo; Nic is worried that she is turning into her grandmother, and Liz is worried that she might be swept away on the tide while wild swimming. Meanwhile, as a reader suggests someone who might overlook Liz&rsquo;s eccentricities and become the &lsquo;new David&rsquo;, she asks, &lsquo;What eccentricities?&rsquo;</p>

For 20 years she’s been Britain’s most unfiltered columnist. Now Liz Jones has an equally outrageous podcast as she and her best friend Nic dissect her weekly diary and delve into the archives to relive the bust-ups, betrayals…and bullets

<p>For 20 years she&rsquo;s been Britain&rsquo;s most unfiltered columnist. Now Liz Jones has an equally outrageous podcast as she and her best friend Nic dissect her weekly diary and delve into the archives to relive the bust-ups, betrayals&hellip;and bullets</p>

For 20 years she’s been Britain’s most unfiltered columnist. Now Liz Jones has an equally outrageous podcast as she andher best friend Nic dissect her weekly diary.