A couple of middle-aged women, who between them have three dogs, two kids but only one fully functioning pelvic floor. They’re a tiny bit cross and they’re not going to take it anymore, so they’re dishing it out instead. Sharing their pearls of wisdom through the mediums of chatter and song, like an unholy pairing of Mary Poppins and Eartha Kitt, Westdal and Hayward, Agony Aunts at large, dispense advice to the grammatically challenged, consolation to the martyrs of menopause and confess to being more than a little mad about the Mogg!

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