The final episode of Breaking Bad. It's been murder sitting in front of a computer all morning and averting my eyes from the obvious spoilers all over the internet. It's been an amazing TV series - really exciting, compulsive viewing with gritty and great performances, and some brilliant script writing. Do you know, they're now auctioning off bits and pieces from the set - which are currently receiving offers of thousands of dollars from mad, crazy and apparently rich fans!
I loved the series, but that's taking the idolatry too far, methinks. But the question is, do I wait for the kids to get home so we can watch the finale together, or curl up with a nice cuppa in front of the TV this afternoon, in splendid and cosy isolation? It's a no-brainer.
