In the course of the last 3 years, I discovered a wonderful sci-fi cop show from the UK, called Ashes To Ashes. Its the sequel to Life On Mars, which I liked, but as I mention to a friend yesterday, I like Ashes better. Why? All the characters seemed to connect better with me.
Yesterday, I watched the final episode, and oh how I cried. It was a fitting and well written end to a show that has been stellar from start to finish.
Allow me to share a dream sequence from this past series.
Yes, Gene Hunt could be my downtown man. I'm only sad that Alex and Gene didn't get to shag each other senseless. (Yes, I have a huge crush on Philip Glenister, see my hump day post for further proof)
What the hell am I going to do without this show!!!!
I flipping watched Demons because Glenister was in it. (And that show was terrible)
Poetry Sunday
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Bernie the Beretta is no longer mine. I shed a few tears as I drove her home one last time. I may have bitched about her. I may have worried about her, but she was good to me for nearly 6 years. I am glad I don't have to see her junked, if that's to be her fate. I may not miss her, but I did love her.





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