(Series 28, ep.38) There really are too many chiefs in Casualty at the moment. Connie Beauchamp is still giving Zoe’s office glances that suggest she’s a short step away from ordering fabric swatches and paint charts, but she had time this week to get back to her CT roots with a bit of chest cracking and heart squeezing. This was obviously fabulous, but I couldn’t help worrying about infection risks. Surely Connie and Ash had time to pop a cap, gown and mask on, rather then just a plastic apron? When people are rushed into theatre on Darwin and Keller in an emergency the surgeon doesn’t just wander along in her/his street clothes to do the procedure? Maybe that’s just me being old fashioned.
Anyways, apparently Ash resigned but then he unresigned again, and he’s formed a bit of an anti-Connie pact with Zoe. Like I said, too many chiefs in that place and something will have to give sooner or later.
Meanwhile, there was an interesting tale of sibling rivalry going on, with a restaurant owner who had two daughters – the less favoured, biological daughter who had Kitchen Nightmares-style modernisation plans for the place and his more favoured adopted daughter who cooked just like mama and agreed with papa that the old ways were the best ways. It all ended up with a lot of burned hands and an accidental stabbing, and the aggrieved biological daughter being on the receiving end of advice about sibling rivalry from Cal, who knows all about that particular topic.
Paramedic Tamzin was back, which was a surprise for me because (a) I didn’t know she’d gone and (b) I’d forgotten she existed. It was even more of a surprise for Jeff, who seems to have a soft spot for her (possibly they had a bit of a “thing” while I wasn’t watching) and was disappointed to learn that while she was away she’d acquired a fiancé. I do hate seeing Jeff looking gloomy – it’s a waste of the nicest teeth in the NHS.