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Holby City: The past lives of two haunted men

tweet ca(Series 15, ep.13) Everyone involved with Holby seemed really excited about this episode – even cast members who weren’t in it. Cast members who were in it were duly despatched to daytime TV sofas to give out a few teaser details, but not give anything away. Video clips were posted on the internet. Expectation was running high. So did it live up to the hype?

hanssen holbyOh yes, and then some. We were promised “cinematic,” and that’s what we got, with beautiful panoramic views of Stockholm (the Swedish tourist board would have loved it) and gorgeous interiors – the austere elegance of Hanssen’s flat (“I love what you’ve done with it,” Jac said, surveying the almost total lack of furniture), the incredible library where Jac did her research.

That was the backdrop, but the two story lines and the actors who played them out were what made the episode so outstanding. Script-wise (brilliant, brilliant writing from jac hanssen holbyJustin Young), Hanssen’s back story must have been planned all along, because it answered so many questions about him. His fractured relationship with his father because of his involvement in using medical research data obtained by the Nazis, his mother who had committed suicide, his failed relationship and the son he had never met, all made sense of why he holds himself aloof even when he’s passionately in love, his need to stay in control, even his slightly dodgy Swedish pronunciation was explained (English boarding school, Danish mother). Guy Henry was, quite simply, incredible. In a scene where he came face to face with his dying father for the first time, he didn’t seem to move at all, yet somehow all his emotions were apparent on his face. It was masterful acting.   Continue reading


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Holby City: Luc’s heart of darkness

(Series 15, ep.11 & 12) Since I was too busy being Christmassy to write about last week’s episode, here are a few random thoughts about it. Serena was in full Connie mode (looking sooo A/W 2012 in a furry hat), manipulating away with the result that Imelda was somehow lured off to do Ric’s job with Big Pharma in Las Vegas. All a little lame, plot-wise, though Serena was rather magnificent. I couldn’t help thinking Las Vegas wasn’t ever going to be the cleverest idea for recovering gambling addict Ric, anyway.

There was also some wonderful stuff between Jac and Jonny. I’ve thoroughly abandoned the idea that Joseph is the only man for her. He may have been the only man for Jac’s younger self, when she was all about the career, but now she’s older and more or less where she wants to be work-wise, she needs someone like Jonny to bring out the more playful side of her. Yes, she does have one. It was so sweet when she admitted she’d never decorated a Christmas tree before. I’m constantly impressed that the writers and the wonderful Rosie Marcel keep finding new sides to Jac and evolving her character and it looks like there’s quite a bit of evolving to come in the next few weeks.

luc holbyOn to this week, then, and despite featuring a new year party with a Hawaiian theme, it was all rather intense. Luc had been working round the clock since Boxing Day on a new drug that would stop people bleeding to death. Sacha had been sweating blood bringing him blood to experiment on, but when the supply ran dry Luc started using his own. Continue reading


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Holby City: Excellent! Onwards!

(Series 15, ep.6) Looming is not a technique that suits everybody. It’s best left to the tall, dark and enigmatic. The new CEO of Holby City, Imelda Cousins (Tessa Peake-Jones) doesn’t have the stature to pull off a loom, so her technique is apparently to be everywhere at once, like the administrative equivalent of a flea infestation. Imelda comes across as a bit dotty and eccentric (she says things like “Lordy!” and her exclamation of “Onwards!” has already become a catchphrase at PLA Towers), but she’s actually acute and tough.

Naturally, this was difficult for the other staff members to cope with. Ric said the last person they needed in charge was a “jumped-up nurse manager,” particularly when she had strong views about staff deployment. She wanted Lilah back on AAU, so Ric decided to keep her on Keller, just to show who was in charge, come what may. “Come what may” turned out to be a near-disaster in theatre, after Lilah gave the patient Heparin and he bled all over the place. It wasn’t Lilah’s best day at the office – she got punched by the patient’s wife as well. Imelda neatly pulled the rug out from under Ric by putting Lilah under Malick’s supervision.

I felt sorry for Lilah, but not as sorry as I felt for Jonny Mac. I admit I didn’t like him when he first appeared. He seemed like a bit of an idiot and I didn’t think he was any match for the glorious Jac. I have now done a complete reversal and I think he’s lovely – he’s kind, funny, sweet, tries too hard, messes up. He’s human, in other words, but “human” isn’t quite enough for Jac, whose standards in all things are impossibly high. She really does like him, but whenever he questions her clinical judgement that’s it – he’s out. And then she went off on a date with paediatrician Prof Gleeson – on Jonny’s birthday as well! And Mo was nowhere to be seen, either. Probably off with that creepy man from the bar. Poor Jonny.   Continue reading


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Holby City: They tried to make her go to rehab

(Series 15, ep.2)  Eddi, Luc and the “love bus” were back at Holby this week, Eddi deeming herself ready to face the temptations of the AAU drugs cupboard with Luc’s support. If only Michael hadn’t given her the keys again, all might have been well. About five minutes into the shift she was already stuffing Camoxidan down her face like it was about to be made prescription-only. Oh.

What had been kept secret from the Holby-watching world was that this was Sarah-Jane Potts’ last episode and all this Camoxidan business has been her exit storyline.  Suitably dramatic it was,too, with Eddi at last finding true love again with Luc, only to collapse on the floor of the basement (nothing good ever happens in that basement) after taking erratic doses of her favourite medication. Luc had to take drastic action. When Eddi woke up, she found herself surrounded by Luc, Michael Spence, Sacha and her brother Liam, all gazing at her more in sorrow than in anger. Seeing Liam was the jolt she needed. She didn’t want to end up like their mum, so she decided getting away from Holby was the only way to do it.  So farewell Eddi McKee, one-time Best Nurse in the Hospital and Face Puller Extraordinaire. Who will we be able to rely on now for those all-important end-of-scene reaction shots?   Continue reading


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Holby City: The come down

(Series 15, ep.1)  The sad truth for the intoxicated is that you either have to take more of whatever got you high to keep you there, or you have to face the come down afterwards.

This is very much how I felt watching this week’s Holby. Not that the series opener (I love how a new series starts a mere seven days after the old one ended) wasn’t a perfectly serviceable piece of telly, because it was. In parts it was actually pretty good. It just didn’t stand up so well compared to last week‘s near-perfection.

Last week’s episode had one writer (Justin Young) and this week there were three people listed on the credits (Martha Hillier, Dana Fainaru and Julia Gilbert). There were also three story lines, and I wonder whether they were given one each.  If they were, the person who got the Eddi and Luc storyline fared the best. For her own good, Eddi had been ring-fenced, like John Stape ring-fenced Rosie Webster in Corrie. Luc had driven her in the camper van to the grounds of an unspecified stately home he’s allowed to camp in and planned to keep her there until all the nasty camoxidan was out of her system.   Continue reading


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Holby City: All you need is love. And Camoxidan

(Series 14, ep.52) An entire episode dealing with Chrissie’s inner turmoil as to whether to marry Sacha or not does not sound like the stuff televisual dreams are made of. I mean, for one thing – duh! He might be built more for comfort than speed, but Sacha is officially The Nicest Man in the World, so why wouldn’t you want to marry him? Particularly when you’ve sampled more or less everyone else. But it was actually one of the best episodes of Holby I’ve ever seen.

It took place across the five days leading up to The Happy Occasion. On Monday, the betrothed pair were planning to keep the wedding quiet and Chrissie was looking about as excited as if she was going for a colonoscopy. Meanwhile, Michael Spence was worried about letting Eddi have the keys to the drugs cupboard, what with her involvement with Wolfie and his druggy behaviour, and told her she’d only be able to do this if she got them signed off by another doctor (ie Luc) first. The only way Eddi could cope with all this suspicion was with liberal doses of Camoxidan.

By Tuesday, Eddi was getting numb hands. This is what Camoxidan abuse does, as we saw from Wolfie. It was also making her stroppier than usual and making her shout at Billy Corkhill from Brookside, whose wife was in a coma. “Eddi is a great nurse, but she’s a little feisty,” Sacha apologised. Eddi’s Camoxidan supply ran out. The quiet wedding was turning into a slightly larger affair when Sacha’s daughters got wind of it and proceeded to cry and sulk because they hadn’t been invited. “They forced it out of me,” Sacha apologised again. Only to Chrissie this time, rather than Billy Corkhill.

On Wednesday, love was in the air, as Oli and Tara arrived at the hospital holding hands. I can’t help thinking of them as “the Valentines” already. Meanwhile, Chrissie was arriving at the hospital in a hot car with a bunch of Sacha’s relatives. (By coincidence, Sacha’s mum is also the mum of Jackie in Friday Night Dinner). Chrissie was having major doubts. “Am I making a terrible mistake?” she fretted in the general direction of Malick. This is Malick who was party to her terrible mistake with Dan Hamilton, don’t forget. On Darwin, Jac had found a use for Tara, when a Chinese patient needed a translator. Only the patient spoke Cantonese and Tara only speaks Mandarin, so she had to ring her mum for a translation. Plus she was in an even bigger fluster than usual because Oli had casually let slip that he loves her (all together now: Squeeeeeeee!!!).

Thursday, AKA Wedding Eve, AKA Last Day of Freedom, depending on your viewpoint. If Chrissie thought she was going to slip quietly into wedded bliss, Chantelle had other plans as she’d arranged a hen party, complete with pink fluffy L plates for Chrissie. I think she passed that particular test some time ago. Marvellously, Sacha’s stag do took place in Luc’s camper van, and even more marvellously the only guests were Michael Spence, Luc – and Jac Naylor. It was perfect that Jac was there, because she’s far more at home with the stags than the hens and her friendship with Sacha is a precious and lovely thing. It’s also lovely to see Jac really smiling and looking relaxed and happy. Not that she wasn’t her usual sarcastic self, though. Sacha was telling them about the night he met Chrissie. “By the end of the night we had conceived Daniel,” he sighed, and everyone looked slightly queasy. Sacha didn’t notice, because he was radiantly happy. “I wish you could all have what I have,” he said. Jac didn’t miss a beat. “In fairness, most of the hospital’s had what you have,” she said. As Jac was leaving, she bumped into Chrissie, who may or may not have been on her way to tell Sacha she was having second thoughts. Any nonsense of that sort was swiftly banished by Jac, who reminded Chrissie in no uncertain terms that Sacha is officially The Nicest Man in the World and not to go breaking his heart – or else.

In other news on the Thursday, Eddi was busy switching Tara’s Chinese patient’s medication – giving the patient aspirin, so she could grab a couple of those precious Camoxidan tablets. Oh, Eddi.

And at last, The Big Day. Thanks to some last-minute work by Chrissie and the female Levis, the wedding took place in the restaurant where Sacha and Chrissie had their first date. Only a stone’s throw from the hospital as well. It was a magical occasion, with the groom looking like he couldn’t believe his luck, the bride looking happy (albeit in a not entirely convinced way), Jac looking sceptical and Eddi off her box on Camoxidan. Mo and Jonny Mac turned up – in fact most of the cast were there at some point, though I was a little disappointed that Mark “Jesus” Williams didn’t show up, because it’s always handy to have “Jesus” at a wedding party in case the wine runs out. Eddi made a bit of a show of herself and had to be taken back to the camper van by Luc to sleep it off, and Tara said something to Oli in Chinese which was probably that she loves him, too. Because that’s what people do at weddings. They get romantic, or sentimental, or hammered. Or they just do a spot of dad-dancing, like Jonny Mac.

Next time: OMG! It’s Series 15!

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Holby City: Is this something else that might require a doughnut?

(Series 14, ep.50)  The main action this week was in AAU and Keller, with Darwin as this week’s comedy relief. I never thought I’d hear myself say that.

To the hurly burly of AAU first, and the hot news is that Luc’s camper van was clamped. The other hot news was that Wolfie had the chance of a nice job in Brighton – now Luc’s back, there’s no job for Wolfie at Holby. This was just as well, because Luc was noticing some troubling things about Wolfie. For one thing, he’s hardly ever seen without having Nurse McKee attached to his face, which has got to be awkward and inconvenient, not least for the patients. For another thing, he had trembly hands. Again, not something to inspire patient confidence, and also a tell-tale sign of Camoxidan addiction. Luc did what any self-respecting maverick doctor would do, and covertly took a sample of Wolfie’s hair – or should we call it pelt – from his jacket while Wolfie wasn’t wearing it, and had it tested. This is not technically legal, but who cares when it came up with the evidence that Wolfie has been full of Camoxidan for at least months. This explains the trembly hands and the fact that he can’t put a pressure bandage on to save his life. Or, more accurately, to save someone else’s life.

There was a big showdown, Wolfie stomped off to Brighton and Eddi failed to stomp with him – but she did try to cheer herself up after his departure by popping one of his dodgy pills herself. Are we now going to have to endure Eddi’s descent into drugs hell? I had enough of that when it was Mark “Jesus” Williams who at one stage was forever nipping off to the gents for a mid-shift enlivener.   Continue reading


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Holby City: “I don’t do slack”

(Series 14, ep.49)  Where to start with last night’s Holby episode? It was Chrissie’s 40th birthday (but don’t make a fuss because she still wants to be showbiz 30-something), but that was the least exciting thing that was going on. Cake, crisps and a signed card might be thrilling enough for Chantelle (“You’ve just described hell,” muttered Chrissie), but we were busy being treated to the return of Luc, a radiation scare, lust and romance all over the place, ninja level surgery and Mo and Jac naked (but only because the part demanded it).

It opened with a pair of awkward threesomes. Who should happen to walk in on Eddi and Wolfie having one of their hair-ruffling encounters but Dr Luc Hemingway, sporting a new super-short haircut (no hair ruffling for him). Not even a gentle roar of a camper van engine to warn Eddi that her former beau was back, either. And who should walk in on Jac and Jonny having a quick snog in the lift than Young Dr Oliver Valentine, who could accurately be described as a former squeeze of the lovely Miss Naylor himself. As PLA Jr would say, “Awkward turtle.”   Continue reading


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Holby City: Happily ever after

(Series 14, Ep.37)  He’s not confused. He’s not experimenting. He’s not bisexual. He’s not even Dull. He’s gay! And he’s proud of it! Hurrah! It’s been a long time coming, but finally Holby’s most incompetent orthopaedic surgeon got the backbone to admit to his father, a small crowd of onlookers and, most importantly, himself, that he’s finally out of that closet and he’s not going back in. Poor old Smouldering Simon had to suffer first, though, as we discovered just what a homophobic old bigot Papa Hamilton was and just what kind of conditioning Dan has been struggling against for all these years. Simon almost lost his job over Papa Hamilton’s behaviour, but managed to keep it because he’s a fab nurse, as did Chantelle because she’s a fab nurse too, and Ric reckons her smile really ought to be available on the NHS. Which it is, obviously. So Dan is out and proud, and Simon is proud that he’s out, even if he did it with n’er a hint of a show tune. I do like Simon.

I do like Tara, too, which is why it was a bit of a shock to discover the poor girl has a brain tumour. It wasn’t a shock to her, as she already knew but had been keeping it quiet so it didn’t ruin her chances of a medical career. One wonders, then, why  she was quite so keen to jump into a CT scanner.   Continue reading


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Holby City: He’s a big boy. He can handle it

(Series 14, Ep.35, 36) Bit of a fail on the blogging front last week, which was a shame because it was a cracking episode. There was an equal dose of romance and coughing. Dan and Simon were making eyes at each other and so were Oli and Tara (and what beautiful eyes they both have) and Luc and Eddi. The episode ended with Luc and Eddi kissing in his caravan. So far so squeee, but there was that coughing to worry about. It turned out it was Legionnaire’s Disease, and it was coming from Somewhere in the Hospital.

This week, the situation turned out to be so drastic that they even had to get some cast members from Casualty involved. Big Mac and Dr Dylan Keogh were drafted in for no particular reason apart from they probably fancied a trip to Borehamwood to see The Hollywood of Hertfordshire at first hand, because they didn’t actually do very much. I was hoping to see Dr Tom Kent, particularly when a little paediatric case turned up in AAU, but sadly it didn’t happen. The little paediatric case was called Noah, and his presence caused all sorts of problems for Dr Luc Hemingway. This was because young Noah not only had Legionnaire’s, but he also had emotional problems. Our Luc doesn’t really do emotional, not even when he’s woken up to find the Best Nurse in the Hospital adorning the bunk bed of his camper van.   Continue reading


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