(Series 15, ep.26) The Linden Cullen Memorial Shrubbery has never looked lovelier. Twinkly fairy lights, hearts and flowers festooned the shrubs and turned it into a little grotto of sparkly festivity. The bride looked radiant – she had flowers in her hair and was wearing a cute little furry cape (essential as the episode was apparently filmed in December). The groom looked dashing and handsome, if a tad nervous, and the fairy lights were reflected in his lovely blue eyes. Blessikins.
Who’d have guessed (without access to Twitter etc) at the start of the episode that the hour would end in the wedding of Dr Tara Lo and Dr Oliver Valentine? They weren’t even engaged at the beginning. The proposal wasn’t the most romantic of events, either. Tara needed a next of kin who wouldn’t refuse her request to donate her organs if/when she died, as her parents were opposed to That Sort of Thing. Oliver was not opposed, and, as he confessed to Jac later, loves Tara to bits, so he agreed. On the eve of her horrible and scary surgery, they decided to get married. “Keep the champagne to a minimum and make sure she gets an early night,” was the ominous message from Tara’s neurologist.
Oliver wasn’t entirely sure he could cope with the whole marriage/impending surgery/possible widowerhood thing, though. As often happens in times of pre-wedding crisis, Jac was on hand to offer sympathetic advice. “Ditch the self-pity – you’re not the one with their brains being sucked out tomorrow.” She has such a way with words.
So Oli and Tara became the Lo-Valentines, in front of an assembled throng of their mates from Darwin. And don’t think I didn’t spot Jac shooting little glances at Jonny Mac whenever the word “love” was mentioned. The only thing that was missing was rice, for throwing purposes. Elliot arrived equipped with dried couscous instead. An unconventional confetti for an unconventional wedding.
While this was all going on, Malick was being impressed by (and trying to impress) a flashy surgeon from Newcastle. He was so impressed that he was even thinking of applying for a job there. “He’s demonstrated a desire for self-improvement,” Ric said, sarcastically. The flashy surgeon hinted that the job would be Malick’s if he wanted it, but these days Malick has other responsibilities. His other responsibility, also known as Jake, was busy in the basement getting drunk with the daughter of his dad’s patient. This is because he’s still grieving for his mum, obviously, and needs the steady guidance of the biggest ego in the NHS. Malick realised this, and possibly also realised the difficulty of fitting in in Newcastle when you pronounce it Noocastle, so he decided not to go for the job. “The salary was crap,” he told Jake. “The Malick doesn’t come cheap.”
We knew that Gemma’s Dr Honey past would come back to haunt her eventually, and it did this week in the form of the son of one of her patients, who had previously been Gemma’s stalker. His presence ruffled her a lot and she had to tell Sacha and Michael what was going on. Michael threw stalker-boy out, but he went and complained to Hanssen. There was a wonderful Hanssen scene where he was sitting looking at all the Dr Honey pictures on his computer while Gemma sat at the other side of the desk trying to maintain her professional poise. She explained that she’d been providing an essential public health service, in assisting teenage boys with their problems. There were many comments Hanssen could have made about this, but he is a refined man and he stayed silent.
Next time: Will Tara get through her surgery? Will Malick tell Jake he’s gay? And will Gemma withdraw the resignation she just gave Hanssen?
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