I caught up with the IMAGINE...profile of Lemn Sissay. Christ, he really 'should' have grown up to be a drug fiend and/or criminal, after all the stuff that happened to him as a kid. Social services, Jeezus! Somehow, he kept it together to become a well-known poet, and seemingly a really decent guy. That sort of thing always makes me ashamed that I whine so much.
HOLBY CITY is having a big madness explosion (not that it isn't usually mad-) Poor old Ric has got another potentially fatal brain condition and has to have high-risk surgery again. 'Captain Jack ' has joined the staff,as another silver fox surgeon (possible replacement for Hugh Quarshie if he doesn't survive the brain thing, and goes off to do more Shakespeare) ... if the theatres ever re-open. Then there's the latest killer medic, young Cameron, etc. etc.
Brilliant. Those who aren't killing, or dying themselvse are falling off, or climbing painfully onto the wagon,going before tribunals, transitioning, having major heart attacks in their 20's on and on.