DumTeeDum - A show about BBC Radio's 'The Archers'
Aug 2, 2026 · 25 min · 13 segments
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Steven BowdenHostMichelleWitherspoonLakey Hill LiminalVickyPurple PumpkinJacqueline BertoHostJacquelineGlynSiri Queen of TartAnd if I ever run away for a restorative holiday, the kind where you lie by a pool and pretend your inbox doesn't exist, I'm taking Chelsea Horrobin with me.
Why? Because Chelsea is the perfect combination of chaos and comfort.
She's like a human Aperol Spritz: fizzy, bright, and makes me more likely to do things I wouldn't usually do.
It's sunlounger territory, a place where Chelsea would wear a 1950s style polka dot bikini that could be classified as structural engineering, and I could wear factor 50 and a hat the size of a satellite dish.
Within 10 minutes of arrival, Chelsea would have charmed the hotel receptionist, secured us a room upgrade, and somehow convinced the staff to bring us welcome cocktails because we're on holiday.
Just chill." She'd drag me into the sea, even when I said I didn't wanna get my hair wet, because she promised to fix it later.
She'd insist we go to the hotel's Greek night, where she'd dance with all the waiters, and I'd clap along like a proud aunt.
And at some point, probably around day four, she'd give me one of her pep talks that would accidentally change my life.
Because Chelsea, for all her drama, has a heart the size of Forsyre.
And by the end of the holiday, I'd be bronzed, relaxed, and emotionally reset.
Chelsea, meanwhile, would have made friends with half the island and would be considering opening a pop-up salon called Horrobin's Holiday Hair.
Happy holiday and vacation season to Dumpty Dumpers all around the world.
And if I ever run away for a restorative holiday, the kind where you lie by a pool and pretend your inbox doesn't exist, I'm taking Chelsea Horrobin with me.
Why? Because Chelsea is the perfect combination of chaos and comfort.
She's like a human Aperol Spritz: fizzy, bright, and makes me more likely to do things I wouldn't usually do.
It's sunlounger territory, a place where Chelsea would wear a 1950s style polka dot bikini that could be classified as structural engineering, and I could wear factor 50 and a hat the size of a satellite dish.
Within 10 minutes of arrival, Chelsea would have charmed the hotel receptionist, secured us a room upgrade, and somehow convinced the staff to bring us welcome cocktails because we're on holiday.
Just chill." She'd drag me into the sea, even when I said I didn't wanna get my hair wet, because she promised to fix it later.
She'd insist we go to the hotel's Greek night, where she'd dance with all the waiters, and I'd clap along like a proud aunt.
And at some point, probably around day four, she'd give me one of her pep talks that would accidentally change my life.
Because Chelsea, for all her drama, has a heart the size of Forsyre.
And by the end of the holiday, I'd be bronzed, relaxed, and emotionally reset.
Chelsea, meanwhile, would have made friends with half the island and would be considering opening a pop-up salon called Horrobin's Holiday Hair.
Happy holiday and vacation season to Dumpty Dumpers all around the world.
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