(Series 14, Ep.24) Poor old Rafi. He spent years being the invisible househusband of Sahira Shah the Registrah. He gave up the chance of a job in Nottingham (where they have miles of cycle paths, and he just loves cycle paths) to stay at Holby, and now he is completely unable to persuade his wife to leave work on time so he can spend quality (and quantity) time with her. The kids hardly know who she is any more, and she’s forgotten the name of the one who isn’t My Adorable Son Indy altogether. What’s an anaesthetist to do? Well, he could drug her and prop her up in an armchair at home so the family could all admire her, but that would be unethical and more than a little weird. So what he did this week was put his foot down and tell her she simply must leave work on time so they could go for a posh meal, with wine and everything, and put their heads together to try and remember the name of their second child.
She agreed to this plan and even put some of the red lipstick on that she wears when she’s trying to do posh, the one that doesn’t really suit her. But of course Sahira may be a wife and mother, but foremost she is a Deeply Caring and Committed Surgeon. Henrik Hanssen, who loves her in a spooky, unrequited way, knows this about her and threw the tempting morsel of a girl with a thyroid cancer called Raymond (that was the cancer’s name, not the girl’s. Don’t ask) in her way. Sahira made a huge effort to resist this gambit, by roping in Young Dr Oliver Valentine to do the surgery instead of her. I felt completely sorry for Boy Valentine. He knew he was out of his depth and so did Sahira and it was a shocking way to treat a junior colleague and a patient. Boringly, it meant that yet again Sahira could swoop in at the last minute and leave everyone marvelling at her supernaturally brilliant surgical skills.
For Rafi, it meant once again watching his wife put her job before him. He’d had enough, and he knew who to blame. Rather bravely, he confronted Hanssen. The Swedish Scalpel proved he was not above a bit of playing dirty, though. If Rafi wondered why Miss Shah was so keen on staying at Holby, he might ask Mr Douglas, who was similarly keen. Oh, Henrik. With one smooth sentence you have deflected attention away from yourself and possibly exploded both the Raza/Shah and Douglas/Shah relationships apart. Bravo.
Meanwhile, Michael Spence continues to look more gorgeous by the week, still rocking the grizzled look and teaming it with a rather nice suit. And Alex was being really horrible to him, pulling rank and being really rude to him in front of colleagues and patients. I wanted to slap her. They spent most of the episode disagreeing about a patient. Sacha and Chrissie were rather amused and Sacha said he’d spotted a bit of a frisson between them. “Oh big deal, she’s attracted to me,” said Michael, with his trademark modesty. “Who said it was that way round?” Chrissie said. So Michael went off and amusingly talked to Alex about their mutual frisson and she said it was a completely unethical thing to be talking about – but if he felt like inviting her for a drink, she’d probably say yes.
And Chantelle and Lleucu fell out again and then made friends again. Ric Griffin was once again relegated to the role of being a father figure for junior staff. It’s time that man had a storyline of his own that didn’t involve dishing out avuncular advice to nurses.
Next time: What will Rafi say to Sahira about Greg? What will Alex’s report about Michael say? And who will win the Clinical Skills job, Malick or Dull Dan?
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