(Series 10, ep.18) The appearance of Ianto Jones off of Torchwood at the end of this episode has finally made sense of ten series’ worth of barmy madness. Waterloo Road is the centre of an alien invasion! Most of the staff and pupils are humanoid(ish) visitors from other worlds! There was another clue in this episode when New Marco told his science class that extra-terrestrial life was a “mathematical certainty.” Thank heavens that Torchwood are finally on the case (though I seem to recall that Ianto Jones is technically dead…). Continue reading
(Series 17, ep.20) Why is Selfie doing chest compressions on a Darwin patient? Why does Jonny want to keep going with the resuscitation attempt even though it’s been 30 minutes already? Why do Elliot and Selfie think they should stop? Why does Jonny Mac start trashing stuff afterwards?
And… flashback to several hours earlier. Julie Kale is a patient without long to live (we know that already because we just saw her die) – and all that’s standing between her and the Grim Reaper at this point is Elliot and his shiny new, only ever tested on Oliver Valentine, Kibo device. Julie’s ready, her husband is ready (he has short-term memory issues following an accident – which will be important later), Elliot and the staff are ready – and Selfie is ready, because it’s another chance to show off the world-beatingness of Holby. Continue reading
(Series 29, ep.22) In this episode, we received an explanation about why Connie is currently an ED doctor rather than a CT surgeon. It took a lot of coaxing by Charlie to get her to part with the information, but nobody can withstand a Charlie coax for long. It turns out that her father died after being left uncared for on a trolley for 45 minutes (not at Holby, because several people were anxious to point out that things like that never happen at Holby). So it’s Connie’s mission to ensure that doesn’t happen to anybody else. Continue reading
(Series 10, ep.17) Family therapy time, and Yaughan, Pooky and the kids were assembled in front of a fairly useless-seeming counsellor, getting more upset by the minute. Yaughan refused to get involved, Pooky ended up in the ladies’ puffing an illicit fag and unburdening herself to Christine, Leo sulked and Justin ruined another school shirt by fighting and bleeding all over it. Continue reading
(Series 17, ep.19) In this episode, Mary-Claire faced everyone’s worst nightmare – trying not to laugh at a very poorly executed tattoo. But she’s a professional, and the tattoo was on her patient, so she didn’t laugh. James, the patient, thought she was laughing at one point, and fairly soon she was barricaded in a cupboard with him while he insisted that she removed the tattoo for him with only a sharp knife to help her. That’s how much he really hated that tattoo (which had a look of Michael Jackson crossed with Davina McCall on Camoxidan about it). Continue reading
(Series 29, ep.21) I thought at the beginning that this episode was going to be annoyingly Valentine-themed – Robyn had a card for Lofty (which he thought was from Max), Ethan was writing one for Honey, Max was giving Zoe random gifts – but then it took a very dark turn indeed, and became something dramatic and quite unsettling.
Central to it was guest artiste Marcia Warren. Why was her character, Olive, in prison, and why was she being kept away from other prisoners? When another woman crashed a furniture van into the prisoner transport van containing Olive, everyone ended up in hospital. And the word soon spread – Olive was “The Sweetshop Lady” – the convicted murderer of four children, and so infamous she had her own nickname. Continue reading
(Series 17, ep.18) By inserting triplet brothers into this weeks cast and giving them the surname Kidd, writer Matthew Broughton more or less ensured I’d have to have some sort of Kidd-related title this week.
The Kidds – River, Hector and Marmaduke (I can just picture their parents) – had a rare blood group, which meant poor River ended up being a blood bank for the other two and for his late mother. Yup, he was a veritable River of blood. Mo didn’t think that was very fair, especially not when it compromised his own health, and when his position in the family was vaguely reminiscent of her own as the Effanga who’s always been a bit different. On the subject of which, Ma Effanga popped in for an Outpatient appointment and gave Mo a shoebox containing old family photos etc, to try to help her make sense of her place in the Effanga dynasty. Continue reading