Oh please ... I've followed 'Eastenders' more or less since it began in the 1980s (sometimes watching it in Foreign Parts, dubbed into local language, but I sort of got the drift), but now, give me strength ... that tedious, ludicrous 'three hander' episode tonight - Michael/Janine/Alice, oh dear. Even the cat on my lap was sniggering. All that was needed was someone bursting through the window/door/wall screaming 'ANYONE FOR TENNIS?'
The scriptwriters must be on some exotic pharmaceuticals, surely ... and as for whoever does the makeup... can't be just me who's noticed how some of the 'actors' (I use the term advisedly) have become virulently bright orange. The woman who disappeared years ago and has now reappeared with awful hair extensions and a brat kid, the rather sweet young mum, and some girl who is the offspring of 'Ian' ... I think. They all look like they've been dipped in a vat of orange dye. And then ... the Eastenders 'sex objects' who all the [deluded] femals are apparently after? Phil Mitchell? Really? I mean, WOULD you?
[OK,I know, ought to get out more ...]