(Series 17, ep.50) I’m not sure I can even start to do justice to last night’s episode. The only word for it is “special.” For a start, the format was special – rather than three stories set on the three different wards, there were only two stories. One was based in the hospital, as Elliot contemplated taking up his post as Director of Research and ended up taking a completely different path, and the other largely took place at the seaside as Dominic tried to help Digby with his demons and in the process confronted some of his own. Goth Dr Frieda made an unexpected but entirely welcome reappearance, as did Jac Naylor (how can that woman even look beautiful in yellow scrubs?), and Digby kissed Dominic on the lips. It was brilliant. Continue reading
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This week, the medic formerly known as Darren was charged with looking after a group of girls, A level students who were thinking about a career in medicine. They were a bit of a handful, at one point practically storming the ward and causing Hanssen to have to use his Cross Voice to sort them out. I didn’t think their behaviour was the most realistic thing I’d ever seen, but it gave Dominic plenty of opportunities to be snippy and sarcastic and put-upon, all of which he does gloriously well. Continue reading
(Series 17, ep.44) It’s always a dramatic episode when you have half the cast having to wear protective face masks and at least one of the wards on virtual lockdown. It was Darwin’s turn for that sort of thing this week, as Brigitte (Sally Dexter), an old colleague of Elliot’s, arrived with a couple of patients with drug resistant TB who needed the high quality care – and publicity – only Holby can provide.
This meant regular patients having to be sent home, but one of them was refusing to go quietly. He did get as far as Pulses before crashing to the ground amid the muffins. Luckily Mr T (MR T!!!) was heroically on hand to do CPR and save him. Continue reading
(Series 17, ep. 43) July must be a slow month in the Holby calendar as far as births are concerned, because for the second week running top Obs & Gynae consultant Mr T (MR T!!!) was busying himself being supportve by Adele’s bedside, and laying on frothy coffee “and a selection of delicious cakes” to comfort the worried relatives. This didn’t include Jesse, who spent most of the episode looking after the daughter of a former girlfriend who had to have her brain fixed before she could speak his and convince him that he was proper fiancé material.
With Adele not showing much sign of improvement, Mo got rather emotional by the bedside and told Adele to come back, because Mo needed her. There’s nothing Adele likes more than being needed, so she woke up. Hurrah! She needs to get better ASAP, because that Nobel Prize won’t win itself.
Fletch’s conscience was bothering him, because he is A Good Man (as the episode was properly titled), so he ‘fessed up to Mo. She said as soon as Adele woke up, she’d be going to the police. After Adele did wake up, Mo decided she couldn’t deprive Fletch’s kids of their dad (because she is A Good Woman), so she’s given him a month to find a new hospital. There’s a mythical one just down the road he might try…
Meanwhile, Fletch had promised his son some chocolate, and when he found a pound coin he tried to use it in the vending machine. When the chocolate failed to drop, he gave the machine a good kicking, which was witnessed by Dr Raf Not-Smug. In the second big emotional scene of the episode, Fletch told Raf how he got into debt, and Raf – sweetheart of a man that he is – said he would give/lend Fletch all the money he needs to get out of trouble, plus he offered to put Fletch and the Fletchlings up at Not-Smug Towers so they didn’t have to stay in a dodgy B&B.
When fortune turns, it turns good and proper – and as Fletch was walking past the vending machine, the chocolate bar dropped out. He did a little happy-dance just as Hanssen loomed behind him. “I hope the chocolate bar you’re wielding lives up to the expectations you’re ascribing to it,” said Hanssen. “It’s not a chocolate bar,” said Fletch. “It’s a fresh start.” It’s a metaphor, that’s what it is.
On Darwin, Elliot has decided to dub the Valentine/March combo “Team Oz,” not because they’re off to see the wizard, but because it’s their initials. They do make a lovely team, too. They snipe like they’re in a rom-com, they infuriate each other and they make each other smile. They’re adorable. There’s just one fly in the ointment – Slimy Seb, or “my boyfriend,” as Zosia refers to him. Gah! Can’t she see that the man has terrible dress sense and his red sporty car is just a little phallic symbol on wheels?
(apologies for lack of photos and odd formatting – I’m currently somewhere near a glacier in Norway. Normal service will resume next week).
(Series 17, ep.39) O. Negative has finally started to veer back into the positive (neutral, at least), and it’s all thanks to a rather wonderful combination of Elliot, Hanssen, Mr T, Zosia and especially a lovely patient called Jade (Anna Krippa).
The day didn’t start well for him. Does Zosia really not know about his dead Chinese wife? Was she being entirely thick asking him about his Chinese tattoos, or is she just distracted by Slimy Seb? Either way, she and Ollie were soon sparring away like a proper rom com couple. He hasn’t had that much fun since Jac Naylor had him juggling coins. Continue reading
(Series 17, ep.37 ) It’s heartening to see that Henrik Hanssen hasn’t given up being enigmatic. This week he communicated some staffing advice to Elliot Hope via the medium of a children’s book about a gorilla, and a strategically presented banana. This was far more subtle than saying, “Prof. Hope, I really think you ought to be paying more attention to Dr Zosia March,” though being less subtle might have avoided Elliot having to spend so long pondering the meaning of the gift – time he could have spent paying more attention to Dr Zosia March.
Zosia had a deeply annoying patient and the patient’s even more annoying sister to deal with. They were convinced they were both afflicted by a fictional parasitic worm disease, and this was preventing the woman agreeing to treatment for a real heart problem. Dr Oliver Valentine – who is now Mr Oliver Valentine, if you please – wanted to take the direct approach, which was basically to bang heads together, and I was with him on that one. Anyway, what was needed was a Psych consult from new Psych guy Seb “Call me Seb” Coulter, who is going to be popping up everywhere now, just like when we had Psych Sharon. He’s an “arrogant narcissist” according to Zosia, and we must believe her because she’s read all the Psych text books. He also has a flashy little car which he drives wearing driving gloves to keep the smell of ciggies off his hands. Doesn’t that sound attractive? Zosia thinks so, anyway, and he’s asked her out, so she may get to find out even more about him. She was a bit worried that getting into an emotional entanglement could set her health back, but Dig and Dom delightfully reassured her that this wasn’t the case. She also got the fake parasite woman to admit that she’d been using the fake parasite illness as a bit of an emotional crutch (there was some kind of brains-speak going on there, but it was even more subtle than the gorilla book and the banana). Zosia is “the good that comes from being in hospital,” apparently. Continue reading
(Series 17, ep.35) Darwin guest patient of the week Talesha (Emi Wokoma) and Jesse had to work hard for the entire episode to try to persuade us that there was “something going on” between them behind Adele’s back – snatched conversations, Jesse muttering “Am I doing the right thing?” at every opportunity and making desperate attempts to keep Adele and Talesha as far apart as possible. We know that Jesse would never be unfaithful, though, because there is no one – no one, I tell you – who is as special, incredible or wonderful as Adele. Everyone says so, even if they don’t always appreciate her many talents. “All I ever deal with is wee, poo, pus and sick,” she moaned to Elliot, who reassured her that he also relies on her for teabags, shortbread and ring binders. Way to make a girl feel special, Elliot. Then he gave her Talesha to look after (Nooo!!! They must never speak to each other!!!), which prompted Jesse to run about with a worried look for a bit and wonder again if he was doing the right thing. He even asked for advice from Mr T (MR T!!!), a man who is properly qualified on this subject because he specialises in Lady Parts and he can knit. Continue reading