(Series 17, ep.29) The episode was officially titled ‘Small Disappointments,’ but the only small disappointment about it from the point of view of thousands of excited Hanssenites was that the man in the black raincoat took so long to appear. There was an early sighting of him eating a sandwich in the Linden Cullen Memorial Shrubbery, but it wasn’t until the last minute when he was properly seen and actually heard.
Until then, we were presented with a couple of red herrings as to who would succeed Guy Self as Holby City CEO. It was fairly certain it wouldn’t be Serena. The shoes gave it away. She was wearing the kind of shoes that on Holby symbolise A Powerful Woman. We may term them ‘Connie Beauchamp shoes.’ Three steps later and Serena was on her bum on the newly washed floor, because the shoes of office were not for her (though we know she’s a Jimmy Choos rather than a Crocs kind of gal in general). A few minutes after that she was flat on her back on the floor with the scary man from the board, Angus, on top of her with a dislocated shoulder. This led to some funny scenes with Angus on morphine (Catherine Russell is so brilliant at comedy stuff – it’s the way she has Serena maintaining her elegant poise whatever happens), which resulted in Angus and Serena arranging a date for Saturday, but reinforced how those shoes were just not her. Ric understood the shoes were metaphorical as well, and he agreed that they weren’t the right fit.
It turned out that Selfie had other plans anyway. There’s a woman we’ve never heard of before in orthopaedics called Olivia Sharpe, and she is apparently just the sort to wear a red shoe with an animal print and an impractical heel for work. Perfect CEO material as far as Selfie was concerned, plus she’d be nicely in his pocket.
Serena had had enough of Selfie and his B grade manipulating. It was time to call in someone who has manipulation down to a fine and elegant art form. As Selfie left the hospital for the evening, Serena pointed him out to a mysterious figure in the shadows. “He won’t be happy when he finds out why you’re here, or that I called you,” she predicted. “Well, life’s full of small disappointments, Ms Campbell,” said Henrik Hanssen. And a nation cheered.
Mo had also been calling a man from her past – her father Clifford. Mo rang him on the pretext of wanting to do some kind of medical study. When he turned up in person she didn’t explain who she was, but used the medical study story to get some information about him.
Mo wants a steady male influence in her life, but he’s there already in the form of the glorious Mr T (MR T!!!). There was a fabulous Mr T moment when Mo had been complaining to him that was all alone and unlucky in love. As she walked off he said, “You’re not alone,” in such a sweet way – but she didn’t hear him. Later on, Clifford (who was by now aware of what his relationship with Mo was supposed to be) watched her doing her brilliant doctoring thing. He didn’t know her, he said to Mr T. “Her name is Maureen Effanga and she saves people’s lives. She’s a hero,” said Mr T, fairly glowing with pride. Good grief, you can keep Poldark. Mr T is my idea of what a proper romantic hero should be like.
On the ward formerly known as Keller but currently serving as the Self Centre until he can turn his cardboard model into reality, Dr Annabelle Cooper continued to lock horns with Selfie over her approach to patients. It seems that she has more invested in neurosurgery than just a glittering career, as we discovered that she has the same kind of brain tumour as this week’s patient. How unlucky are Holby staff with brain tumours? Nick Jordan, Dr Tara Lo, Prof Elliot Hope and now Annabelle. Maybe there’s something in the water. Whatever it is, I’m sure it’s not anything Henrik Hanssen can’t fix with his exceedingly good baklava.
Next time: Hanssen ruffles Selfie’s feathers (hurrah!), Oliver Valentine is back (double hurrah!) and Dixie off of Casualty makes an appearance.