Cheating
I somehow never got around to watching the tv show ‘Life on Mars’. When I saw it was coming, I knew it would be something I would enjoy, but I always seemed to forget it was on, or more likely be out in my new found quest for fitness.
On the plane journey to Australia, apart from squirming over Daniel Craig, I also watched 3 episodes of ‘Life on Mars’.
God, what a brilliant show.
You always know a good show when you care so much about the characters.
I cared so much that when I came back I ordered the first series on DVD. I still only managed to watch one episode from the second series though.
This weekend I have watched all of the first series. I rationed myself to two episodes a day over the long weekend, which was hard - it would have been so easy to have sat down and watched the whole lot in one sitting.
I have pre-ordered the second series on DVD already.
Tonight was the last in the series. I knew I was going to be in, and had been discussing with Krazy K whether I would watch it, even though I had missed most of the previous ones working up to the finale. Or whether I would be able to save myself.
In the end my bad memory almost won out. It was 10 to 10 before I remembered.
And I cheated. Although I missed most of the story, I watched the last bit, so I know how it ends.
I’ve always been crap like that - I always read the last few pages of a book when I am about a quarter of the way through - enough to know most of the characters, nowhere near enough to figure out what happens in the end.
Still, I wasn’t disappointed. Can’t wait for the dvd’s to arrive.