The episode started with Dr Zoe Hanna drinking her way down a bottle of wine, and leaving lots of messages on Nick Jordan’s answering machine. As she got drunker, the messages got more and more fond. “You’re always in suits,” she slurred. “And they’re always such lovely suits.” They are indeed, but in the sober light of a working day she concluded that letting her boss know how she feels about him is perhaps not the most sensible plan, so to correct it she came up with another not-sensible plan, and pinched his keys so she could go and erase the messages.
But he’s got two sets of keys! He came home and caught her red-handed. Ooh, she does feel silly now. As a fall-back position she has an admirer in the form of an anaesthetist called Matt, but he’s a very poor substitute for the fabulous Mr Jordan and his bespoke suitery.
Adam Trueman was sent to the staff counsellor. Is it just me, or does that staff counsellor get punched fairly often? He goaded Adam until he got punched, but that always counts as progress with these TV psychologists. Adam admitted that it was very hard for him that Jessica had got rid of all of Harrys things so there was no tangible proof that he ever existed – and then he spotted a tiny baby sock under his desk.
No baby socks in the near future for Louis, who told his dad (back in the ED for a visit after his heart operation) that Shona terminated her pregnancy.
There was a cocky new bloke who was after an F2 job. May wasn’t keen on the idea of yet more competition for the fellowship, and complained to daddy, but changed her mind because she quite fancies Cocky New Bloke.
Dixie was keen to plan her wedding to the lovely Geoff, but Geoff’s an old-fashioned kind of guy who thinks marriage vows mean something, and they don’t mean marrying your gay mate so she doesn’t have to fess up to her dying dad.
This week’s medical issues were a woman who’d lost her memory after a series of strokes and had a condition that meant she took on any identity that cropped up – she was a waitress, a doctor and a police officer in the space of ten minutes. And a man who was injured in a go-karting incident on a stag weekend. This latter event is all too frequent, as my other half can testify.
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