So Robbie's friends learned the truth in dramatic style: his bright young thing with the flashy car was actually Grayson - the well-heeled, articulate older man. Or 'A clapped-out old actor' as the disparaging Mr Fraser would have it. Grayson's funny turn on Montego Street was far from amusing though.
The scenes at the hospital did make me laugh, however, especially when Grayson's new companion Jason turned up. As Scott said: 'Got to hand it to Grayson. He's in his hospital bed. You're half his age - but he's giving you your marching orders'.
Has Robbie learned something about himself? Who knows, maybe the dalliance with Grayson will prompt him to think more about people as personalities and not pound signs?
