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Two hosts recording in a cramped spare room from behind.

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Lost Property started with a rubber duck in sunglasses on a cafe table in Bristol. Nobody claimed it, so we gave it an episode, and then a second one.

Three of us record every week in my cramped spare room, and once a season in front of a crowd. Listeners send us photos of the odd things they find, and we try to work out how they got there.

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