(Series 16, ep. 26) It’s all ready to kick off on AAU, with an epic love triangle of Hanssen /Shah /Douglas proportions (read that any way you see fit) about to ensue, as Dr Posh and Dr Smug (aka Raf) fight over Mrs Smug (aka Dr Amy Teo).
Now they have a Consultant Pharmacist on AAU, no pharmaceutical can be dispensed without Amy having to worry about contra-indications and whatnot. It’s practically criminal that they’ve been dishing out Camoxidan left, right and centre for years without as much as running it past (and usually through) Best Nurse Eddi McKee first.
So Amy was on hand at the bedside of Posh’s patient, a former glamour model (whose image had apparently enlivened many a lonely midnight hour while Dr Posh was at boarding school), giving out advice and prescriptions and looking a bit queasy. There’s usually only one reason women in soaps look queasy, but she’s not pregnant. We can still file it under “hormones,” though, as she’s going through IVF. That and being married to Dr Smug is all a bit of a strain, so how lucky Dr Posh was on hand with his blue (“blacker than black”) dinner suit and his suave ways picked up at boarding school when he wasn’t hunched over a photo of his glamour model patient.
Moving swiftly on to Keller, we find Dr Dominic Copeland apparently doing some decent doctoring, and making excellent work of sorting out the troubled medical and social history of a patient (a touching performance from Scott Chambers). I’m getting very fond of Dr Dom – he’s got this cute, innocent face and he walks as if he was propelled by a brisk breeze. And he’s quite probably a psychopath. The way he took every scrap of his patient’s tragic story and pretended to Digby and Zosia that it had all happened to him was quite delicious.
Darwin was naturally engulfed in grief and mourning, what with it only being a week since Bonnie was mown down by a big truck on her wedding day. The Linden Cullen Temple of Anguish had been festooned in small brochures with her face on them, in preparation for a memorial service. Jonny Mac wasn’t going. He didn’t want to think about Bonnie being dead. Even Elliot Hope, who made a speech, didn’t want to think about Bonnie being dead, although the best anecdote he could come up with about her being alive was something rather generic that could have been about anybody. But hey, that was Bonnie for you – just the gal next door.
Not like that horrid Jac Naylor woman, a person so toxic she destroys everything she comes into contact with, according to Jonny. Yes, I get it, he’s just lashing out. But he announced that he’s going to take his lashing out a step further and go for custody of Emma. My advice to Jac: take Emma and head for the hills. Or, more accurately, fells. Joseph will look after you until Jonny has had time to see the staff counsellor and calm down a bit.
Next time: More IVF, more Dominic, more custody threats.