Holby City: Unfinished business

selfie holby(Series 18, ep. 45) Guy Self. Selfie. Self-centred, selfish, self-absorbed, self-promoting, always the villain of the piece. And yet an episode which started with Selfie in typically arrogant mode with the publication of his memoirs (Head Space – sadly not currently available from Amazon and all good book shops) ended with him in tears – and frankly, I was almost in tears with him.

The cause of this turnaround was the appearance – as a patient – of his mother Valerie, beautifully played by Brigit Forsyth. Zosia didn’t know that Granny was still alive, and she seemed so nice, too. But it was clear that Selfie was a haunted man. It wasn’t until Valerie made her presence felt at a meeting where Selfie was trying to impress bigwigs that her sweet facade started to crack – and as soon as Zosia wasn’t around, we caught a glimpse of something very nasty indeed.  Continue reading

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Holby City: The cake eating man and the tell-tale kidney

image(Series 18, ep. 44) Another triumph for the casting department, this time in the form of Bernie’s son Cameron (Nic Jackman). He really did look like he could be related to Bernie, not just in looks but something about his manner – that quality that Bernie has that I can only describe as “stillness.” He had that too, and obviously it’s not all about the casting but also the actors working well together.

Cameron succumbed to the Curse of The Holby Relative by becoming a patient, following a car accident for which he was taking the blame. It was a complicated and interesting story which had Bernie covering for Cameron and Serena covering for Bernie when the alleged passenger in the car was found to have a kidney injury that could only be caused to the person driving.  Continue reading

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Holby: The beep wobbles

ric hanssen holby(Series 18, ep. 43) I’m not sure who commissioned the Digby memorial plaque that was unveiled by Ric in the Linden Cullen Memorial Shrubbery, but I’d be asking for a refund (it was rubbish) and also having serious words with the handy-person who made such a hash of nailing it up above the Pondering Pond.

It raised the question – what would be a fitting memorial for the late and much-loved doctor? I assume that those pesky Germans have rebadged the Digby Stent now, so that’s out.

It fell to Ric to solve this puzzle, and eventually he came up with the idea of an academy called the Arthur Digby Foundation, to seek out new medical talent wherever it might manifest itself (starting with Ric’s former boxing sparring partner, who was back again with a leaking aneurysm and a new interest in medicine). I don’t know who’s going to pay for all this, but let’s not worry our pretty heads about that because it’s a lovely idea.

It was a difficult day for Ric. He’s perhaps been worried that he didn’t do everything humanly possible for Digby (though of course he did), and this was made worse when Morven asked him about that very thing. Morven’s sadness breaks my heart, btw. This all led to Ric having a fit of what I shall call the “beep wobbles” – when you’re in the middle of some delicate surgery, the machines are going beep, there’s blood everywhere and you go a bit funny and someone has to take over. I really hope it doesn’t happen in real life as often as it happens in Holby.  Continue reading

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Holby City: I got you, babe

bernie morven holby(Series 18, ep. 42) At one point in this episode, Morven told recurring character Hugh  (Keith Barron), that she thought Arthur’s favourite place had been right there in that very hospital. It’s hardly surprising, really. Is there any other workplace in the world where the staff are so supportive, kind and protective, while at the same time being at least 100% more attractive than the general population? Ok, there’s Selfie, but you have to mix it up with the occasional bad guy and even he has his moments.

holby cityThe episode dealt a lot with grief and moving on – variants of the old “life’s too short” axiom kept cropping up at regular intervals. It was Morven’s first day back at work after losing Arthur (apart from that time she popped up in the locker room to say goodbye to Cara). “I’m Dr Digby now,” she said, and that little phrase captured a whole world of love, bravery, pain and pride. [Side note: When I was a kid our GP’s were a husband and wife combo, and to differentiate between them everyone called them “Dr Corrigan and Dr Mrs Corrigan.” Now I’m all grown up, again I have a husband and wife GP combo, only now everyone – patients, receptionists – calls the female GP “the lady doctor.” Which (a) makes her sound like she has the same area of specialism as Mr T and (b) makes it sound like I live in Victorian England].  Continue reading

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Holby City: Welcome to the madhouse

essie holby(Series 18, ep. 41) I can imagine that when Sacha was at school he was one of those kids who gets “Tries very hard” on every school report. A for effort, and so on. Because he does try, and in his professional life he succeeds. In his romantic relationships with women, though, it’s the actual trying that seems to put them off. He jumped through hoops trying to persuade Chrissie that he was up to her exacting standards, and it’s been much the same story with Essie. I had thought, after their little talk about how her desire to have a baby was getting in the way of their desire for each other, that things might go smoothly for a while. Then the useless lump only went and tried to save her life. Good grief, what can you do with a man like that?

ryan sampson holbyIvor (Ryan Sampson), last week’s patient with the nasty abscess and the even nastier drug habit, was back this week and his leg had gone even yuckier. Sacha prescribed methadone. A new pharmacist, Mel (Jocelyn Jee Esien), thought he would be better off with morphine, but Sacha didn’t want to start giving a junkie morphine. Ignoring the pharmacist’s advice was probably a mistake, and it led to Mel and Essie in a hostage situation with Ivor in the pharmacy.  Continue reading

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Holby City: You have the bridge, Ms Effanga

mo holby(Series 18, ep. 40) At the beginning of the episode Mo was telling a non-speaking and barely glimpsed medical person that she wanted to have a termination. For the rest of the episode she struggled with her decision, via the medium of dealing with a stroppy daughter-of-patient who’d previously been a patient of hers and Mr T’s. It should perhaps be a lesson to me to pay more attention to the patients, but I can honestly say I didn’t really remember this one. It probably didn’t matter anyway, because the point was that she reminded us (and Mo) what a lovely man Mr T is, so Mo rang him and left a voice message. In return she received a text telling her not to contact him again. Ouch! That’s so not-standard Mr T behaviour – Mo has hurt him good and proper.

mo hanssen holbyWith one tall, calm and lovely Holby man far away in Sweden, Mo sought the advice of a tall, calm and lovely Swedish man close at hand in Holby. Hanssen always steps up to the mark when needed, and he always has a nice clean hanky about his person if you need to have a cry. By the end of the episode Mo had decided to cancel her termination and Hanssen was supplying her with ginger beer for her morning sickness. I’d have him pencilled in as godfather, too – he’d be fabulous.  Continue reading

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Holby City: It’s the heat

sacha jac holby(Series 18, ep. 39) This was my favourite kind of Holby episode – there was a lightness of touch about the whole thing, with lots of funny dialogue. There were some lovely character combinations – Sacha in particular was beautifully used to bring out the sweeter and more human side of Jac, while appearing in his own story line that involved a hilarious scene with Ric.

jac ollie holbyJac was suffering from the effects of being sprayed with nasty gas last week (this was the second of a two-parter), which was unfortunate timing because she had to do ground-breaking surgery on that hot-shot tennis player. No worries – Mr Oliver Valentine had been training for this moment and working his precious socks off for her, so he was ready.  Continue reading

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