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Holby City: The vanishing smile

(Series 19, ep. 54 ‘Thicker Than Water’ by Peter Mattessi 17.10.17) Everyone was having fun with Swedish in this episode, in which we learned that a name that’s spelled Sjoberg is pronounced something like Herbery. 690 more words

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Holby City: Together, apart

(Series 19, ep. 51 ‘Veil of Tears, Part Two’ by Michelle Lipton 26.9.17) Some marriages last longer than others on Holby City (and in real life), but the marriage of the auspiciously named Mr and Mrs Valentine scarcely made it past ‘I do.’ The wedding night was spent with the bride, still in her wedding dress, keeping vigil at her unconscious father’s bedside. 457 more words

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Holby City: Wedding presence not required

(Series 19, ep. 50 ‘Veil of Tears, Part One’ by Joe Ainsworth 19.9.17) Ollie was delighted to see pocket-sized, Herzig-hearted God botherer Lexy, who had turned up to officiate at the Zollie wedding. 679 more words

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Holby City: Me, mySelf and Guy

(Series 19, ep. 49 ‘The Man Who Sold the World’ by Joe Ainsworth 12.5.17) Zosia was really out of her depth in this episode, trying to cover for her father’s increasingly worrying behaviour. 704 more words

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Holby City: Jobs for the boys

(Series 19, ep. 47 ‘Keep On Running’ by Michelle Lipton 29.8.17) It was the Holby Half Marathon (in aid of skin cancer charities in honour of Arthur Digby) and Lofty was wearing a chicken suit. 491 more words

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Holby City: Jobs for the girls

(Series 19, ep. 46 ‘Wildest Dreams’ by Angela Holden 22.8.17) It’s breathless post-holiday catch-up time, and apologies in advance if this review is more brief/even more befuddled than usual – I watched it through a happy fog of jet-lag. 303 more words

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Holby City: You can't take the military out of the girl

(Series 19, ep. 44 ‘Go Ugly Early’ by Nick Fisher 8.8.17) So that’s the end of the Trauma Unit. The little room with the plastic flaps instead of doors, that has been the site of so much pioneering traumatic excellence over the months, is now a little empty room, the flaps flapping plastically in the breeze of trolleys whizzing by. 678 more words

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