I guess I've mentioned far too many times, that I'm a huge admirer of Helen Mirren...
'Prime Suspect' is just one of those series which endures forever and is incredibly well-written - Lynda La Plante excels at this - and the acting and stories just cannot be faulted in my opinion!
Last evening, noticing a dearth of Prime offerings for a change, I decided that it had to be another Helen-Evening, and hellfire, was I not disappointed! It's ages since we watched the first episode, and although a few vague memories of the plot and the story filter through, it was a riveting watch, and even a couple of tots of Waitrose Brandy didn't take the edge off anything, and extended the desire to watch the whole programme in one sitting, which I did!
Trouble is, Scrobs eventually turned in around half-eleven, and spent the next five hours dreaming and solving several cases in ridiculous circumstances, seeing suspects falling off high buildings, losing cars, watching water rise around etc., and quite frankly, I was really glad that little/big dog started to wake me up around 4.45am, as I'd solved/witnessed/avoided every blasted crime in the book, and I'm still reeling a bit!
I think a measured time in the garden this morning will finish the case, and as a lot of phoning is due this evening, I may allow myself some time off from my heroine - for good behaviour...
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