Damn you Jack Bauer!
Last Monday after work I drove into town to collect mrspao. In due course as is the way of mrspao she appeared clutching some bits and bobs for dinner and a smallish black bag. In the car she handed me the bag, said that she had been very naughty and had something that she wanted to get it her chest. Looking in the bag I found series 4 of 24.
So we decided to watch one episode a day. (yeah right, like that is so not going to happen)
We watched an episode and jointly decided that it seemed rude to leave it on its own, so we watched another. The following evening we watched the third episode on the disk and then decided that it was not nice to leave the fourth episode unwatched in case it felt lonely. Variants of this pattern repeated through the week, with a rather longer session on Friday evening. To be honest I have no idea how many episodes we watched on any of the evenings, they seemed to blend into each other.
Saturday morning there was something like four episodes left. Since mrspao needed a trip to the dentist we decided to be good and wait until later. Dentist accomplished we pootled round town for a bit, had some lunch and somehow discovered that season 5 of 24 with a student discount was sillycheap.
By around 10pm on Sunday we had finished seasons 4 and 5 of 24. So mrspao went to bed and I wrote an essay that I was going to write on Friday Saturday Sunday evening!
But damn they finished on a bloody cliffhanger!
I don’t think I had ever spent quite so much time in front of a television in my life until the weekend.
Tonight when I picked up mrspao from the same place in town I was both relieved and disappointed that she was not wielding season 6. It can wait, whether we will hold out until Easter weekend though I do not know.