This week on I Said What I Said, Shane and Katie swap the usual dilemmas for a proper story time and it’s a scary one. A listener texts in about a next door neighbour who went from “nice” to full on fixation: flowers at the door, staring in windows, weird messages, and that constant feeling of being watched.

They talk how stalking can start small and build slowly, why your intuition is never wrong, and how frustrating it is when you go to the guards and nothing can be done.

Then the convo takes a sharp turn into the Lindsay Clancy trial: the theories, the holes, the outrage online, and the bigger talk around postnatal depression and psychosis.

Shane’s back with this week’s dilemmas, and he’s finally picking up the cliffhanger from last week the one that had ye texting nonstop.

A listener loves her job, but her boss has started crossing lines: comments on her appearance, messaging outside of work, replying to Instagram stories, and then the work night out comment that left her feeling sick with discomfort. Now he’s asking her for a “drink” to talk about her future… while also controlling promotions.

Shane and Katie talk boundaries, protecting yourself, keeping everything professional, and why your gut instinct matters. If it feels off, it is.

Megan May is finally on the pod, and it was well worth the wait. Shane and Megan chat absolute shite, from Kilkenny nights out vs the local, to hangover videos, electrolytes, and the ongoing mission to get Guinness PR.

But it gets real too. Megan opens up about imposter syndrome, confidence, and why she kept her singing quiet for so long — plus the chaotic first gig story that had everything: free bar, a Portaloo, busted jeans, a safety pin saviour, and a mic that wouldn’t work.

If you’ve a dream you’re terrified to go after, take this as your sign.