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Casualty: Dylan’s best friend

(Series 27, Ep.13)  There are a lot of people who would say they prefer animals, and specifically dogs, to people. In the case of Dr Dylan Keogh, we can quite believe it. Considering he’s a doctor, he doesn’t seem to like people much at all.

Dylan likes his female company to be faithful, obedient, quiet and have a wet nose and waggy tail. You can see why his marriage to Army Dr Sam didn’t work out. The love of his life is Dervla, who is a dog. This week Dervla went missing and, as a result, so did what was left of Dylan’s bedside manner. This was particularly unhelpful on a day when there were lots of football supporters clogging up the ED (there’d been an incident, but I wasn’t paying attention). Dr Zoe Hanna had to take Dylan aside and have a word with him about going AWOL to look for the dog and being useless when he was there. Charlie also had to have a word, and you know a situation’s serious when Charlie has to get involved.

But had the dog simply disappeared, or had she been “helped” to disappear by Dylan’s admirer, Amanda? By the very fact that she finds Dylan attractive, we have to suspect Amanda’s judgement. (Someone mentioned he’d saved her life, but I didn’t see that episode. That would explain it, though if he’d saved my life I would acquire a bit of post traumatic amnesia and pretend it was Dr Tom Kent who’d saved my life. Just saying). Amanda certainly went out of her way to help find the lost hound – and she succeeded! Man and dog were reunited, but Dylan couldn’t help but think it was all a tad fishy. Tom and Sam thought he was being amusingly paranoid, but what’s the betting Amanda’s bedroom wall is covered in a collage of secretly-taken snapshots of Holby’s grumpiest emergency medic?

Meanwhile, Fletch was having a busy week sorting out everyone’s problems in the usual Holby “maverick” style – ie, the boy done good, but Tess had to give him a little reprimand about the way he done good before she gave him one of her Tess twinkly smiles.

Having just watched the preview clip for the next batch of episodes, I’m beyond excited to see that Nick Jordan is back and it looks like it’s going to be a busy Christmas in Casualty. Hurrah!

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Casualty: Another party girl gets childcare responsibilities

(Series 26, Ep.20) Last week, Lush Linda’s drug addict sister turned up, with children Britney and Joe in tow. Linda’s sister is a chaotic mess, and the kids had had enough. When mama scarpered from the hospital, the kids refused to get on the bus with her. They decided they could manage better without her. With Britney’s advanced shoplifting skills, she was confident she could cope. Social Services don’t see it that way, so this week, when their mum was banged up for assaulting a social worker, Lush Linda was under pressure to take the spotty siblings under her wing.

We’ve been through this scenario before, of course. Dr Zoe Hanna had her chain-smoking, hard-drinking, promiscuous lifestyle somewhat curtailed when she found herself (temporarily) responsible for Sharice.  And over on Holby, The Radiant Donna became a mum to the adorable Mia and settled down to a life of domestic bliss in Liverpool. Sharice and Mia were both fairly pleasant children, though. Linda has got her hands full, particularly with Britney. Writing rude things on the back of Linda’s uniform, nicking things from the hospital shop and “borrowing” babies from the ward didn’t exactly endear her to her auntie. She wondered if she was up to the task. I wonder if a crack team of Supernanny and Jeremy Kyle would be up to the task.

Meanwhile, new paediatric trauma doctor Tom Kent had a young patient who made a habit of starting fires so he could rescue people from them. Thank goodness he was kept away from Britney – she hasn’t tried arson yet, but I’m willing to bet she’d have a go. Dr Tom Kent impressed me even more than I was impressed before by telling the patient he was a Liverpool supporter, but then spoiled it a bit by saying he actually preferred cricket. There seems to be a nice understanding already between Tom and Scarlett – they make a good team, professionally speaking, and they’d be a very pretty couple.

And Lennie is getting all stressed because Nick Jordan won’t let him out of cubicles and back to the excitement that is resus.

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Casualty: Another nasty man

(Series 26, Ep.18) I don’t know about you, fragrant reader, but I’m getting a bit fed up with watching violence against women in Casualty. It feels like there’s hardly a week goes by without us having to watch some poor woman being terrorised by a nasty man. There was Maverick Nurse Kirsty and Nasty Warren, then poor Tina O’Brien and her mate were victims. This week we had another one, when last week‘s mystery man turned out to be (surprise, surprise) the abusive former husband of the woman whose child was in the car accident. And he wasn’t a happy man.

He was a proper nutter, as well. Luckily, dashing new doctor Tom Kent ensured he was caught out via the simple expedient of getting his fingerprints on a glass of water. I do like Tom Kent. He has a nice nose, he’s tall and he talks like he’s gripping a drinking straw between his teeth, all of which spell phwoar as far as I’m concerned. Scarlett likes Tom Kent as well. She likes him so much, she googled him, as you do. When she was caught out, she pretended she was checking the spelling of his name for admin purposes. It was pointed out that there aren’t that many variants on “Tom” and “Kent.”

Of course a nice nose and a way with fingerprints isn’t going to catch a criminal without official help. This was provided in the form of one DCI Yvonne Rippon, a copper with a sweet tooth and an eye for a handsome A&E consultant. She and Nick Jordan were flirting like nobody’s business. Unfortunately, Dr Zoe Hanna was busy with something or other and didn’t see all this flirtation, otherwise she’d have had something sarcastic to say.

In other news, Army Dr Sam’s fireman patient (Corrie fans will remember him as Gail’s former beau, Phil the Foot Fiddler) died.

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Casualty: Ready for anything

(Series 26, Ep.17) A cracker of a first episode in the new Cardiff-based location. Extra long and complete with car crashes, explosions, poison gas, Tess in peril, a handsome new doctor and some fabulous work by Dr Sam Nicholls. I didn’t even have time to miss Dr Ruth Winters and Lovely Staff Nurse Faldren.

We began with our favourite emergency medics literally unwrapping their shiny new department, the previous one having been ravaged by fire. The new version is slick, shiny  (or it was at the start), and more closely resembles the wards of Holby City. The staff were just there to unwrap stuff and make sure it was working, find out where the toilets were, get the CT scanner up and running, that sort of thing. But when there was a multi vehicle car crash nearby, Nick Jordan wasted no time in declaring Holby A&E open for business. “Ready for anything,” he declared. Would he still have made that call if he’d known about the ensuing explosion and chemical leak on a nearby housing estate? Probably not, and he did go a little bit wobbly in the new Peace Garden. “Why do we need a Peace Garden?” he asked Charlie, who was sitting out there contemplating the peace and quiet. Charlie speculated it was probably so people had somewhere to go to contemplate the peace and quiet. Or to smoke. And, if the Linden Cullen Memorial Garden is anything to go by, it’ll also turn out to be a good spot for staff members to be attacked and/or poisoned. Anyway, Charlie gave Nick the small pep talk he needed – Charlie really is your go-to guy for a pep talk – and Nick headed back indoors ready to sort out the carnage.  Continue reading

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EastEnders: Farewell, Fat Pat

The demise of the beloved Fat Pat was both swift and agonisingly slow. Swift because, although she’d had a few dodgy moments with the old ticker, it wasn’t until a doctor officially told her she officially had cancer that she started to go downhill fast. So fast, in fact, that I’m entirely put off doctors. They can apparently kill you just by telling you you’re not well. Pat went from her usual lumbering round the Square under the weight of enormous earrings and the cares of the world, to slumping over the kitchen sink sporting the finest blue rings around her eyes a makeup artist has achieved since Night of the Living Dead.

Yet her actual death seemed to take forever. It was the longest hour of my life. The scriptwriters had apparently decided that Pam St Clement was due at least an Oscar, if not an All About Soap Bubble Award, for her moving and gritty portrayal of a woman expiring from The Big C (which, in Bianca’s interpretation, seemed to stand for Complications. Anyone enquiring about Pat’s health would be informed by Bianca that it was “’Er ‘eart. And… Complications”).

Pat refused to take her death lying down, and insisted on getting up to put the kettle on. “Pat!” everyone admonished her. “You should be resting!” Pat didn’t want to rest. Pat wanted a nice cuppa, or preferably gin. You can’t blame her, really.

The entire neighbourhood called by, ostensibly to pay their respects, but mainly to work out their own personal issues via the medium of Literally Staring Death In The Face. Tanya obviously found it an upsetting experience, both because Pat is one of the few people in Walford with a worse reputation than she has and because she, too, is suffering from The Big C. Derek Branning called in to be even more horrible than usual, and Dot had some kind words and a Bible so Pat wouldn’t go to the hereafter unprepared. Janine, still filled with the spirit of Christmas, popped round to repossess Pat’s house, but even she was forced to reveal her softer side when Pat told her she was the only daughter she’d ever known (erm, what about Diane, proudly displayed in a photo frame adjacent to Pat’s bedside?). Ian popped in for a blub, and Bianca spent a lot of the episode looming around the door frame looking like she had even more Complications than Pat.

And everyone was uttering the D word. Not death – not in front of the kids – but David, as in Wicks, as in the son of Pat, the father of Bianca, and the actor known as Michael French who plays Nick Jordan in Casualty. Every knock on the door, every approaching car, every close up of a shoe – surely this must be him? Nope, it’s Michael Moon. That one’s Ricky. Oh, it’s Ian back again. But finally – the Wicks who was never known as Wicksy (that was Our Simon) turned up. He was introduced to his grandchildren, but poor Whitney was left to introduce herself – presumably no-one could quite work out how to explain her. After a heart to heart with his dear old mum he decided he couldn’t ‘andle it and it took quite a tussle in the rain from Carol to get him to come back indoors, so Pat could die in his arms.

And she even had her own theme tune at the end.

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Casualty: We’re not going to die here tonight

(Series 26, Ep.16) If you haven’t seen this episode yet, stop reading now before I spoil it for you as thoroughly as my dear old dad spoiled it for me by telling me the end two days before I managed to see the episode. Them’s the perils of Sky+.

Well then. Gosh. A two-part episode of Casualty, featuring a fire, explosions, a child locked in a locker, Dr Zoe Hanna and Dr Dylan trapped in Resus with only a bottle of gin to keep them going and Lovely Staff Nurse Faldren and pregnant Dr Ruth Winters forced to escape the conflagration via the air conditioning ducts.

And no-one died. Can you imagine? All of that tension and all of those special effects and Casualty, the most corpse-littered show on TV, comes up with a happy ending. I did not see it coming (ok, I did – thanks, dad). Ruth had dumped Jay the previous week. When things are going right for Ruth she expects them to go wrong, so she tries to blow up the situation herself before it blows up anyway. Lovely Staff Nurse Faldren has proved over the years that he’s not so easy to get rid of, and he wasn’t taking no for an answer. While he was telling Ruth that he wasn’t taking no for an answer, the rest of the hospital was on fire, but the fire alarms had been disabled and R and J had their phones switched off, so they didn’t know.

They soon found out, obviously, promptly rescued the girl trapped in the locker and the three of them discovered all exits were blocked and the only way was up – via the air con to the roof.  Frankly, it all looked hopelessly doomed. “We’re not going to die here tonight,” Jay told Ruth, with the conviction of A Man In Love. Continue reading

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Casualty: Think of me as your complacency monitor

(Series 26, Ep.6) Now we have an explanation for all those times (like last week) when Charlie hasn’t been around. He hasn’t been indulging in a new passion for golf or train spotting or looking after adorable granddaughter Megan. He’s been running a drugs clinic with Nurse Linda. He’s passionate about it, as well. Even though we didn’t know previously that it even existed, this week we had to believe it was a vital service to the community. And we did believe it, because Charlie believes it and he’s the Sincerest Man on Television.

It’s hard to justify the expense in a cash-strapped NHS hospital, though. In case we weren’t aware of the issues, Jay and Scarlett had a concisely-scripted debate about the pros and cons of providing drugs to addicts in a clinical setting. One of the cons has got to be when a psycho holds a syringe to your throat and says he’s going to turn you into a “very unhappy bunny” if you don’t give him all the drugs. This happened to Charlie, so Linda gave the psycho all the drugs. Then poor old guest star Tina O’Brien, finding she couldn’t get drugs from Charlie’s officially approved source, went to a man who had them. The psycho. Continue reading

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