Well, yesterday evening I went off for what every teenage girl knows and appreciates; The Sleepover. But this evening, we did not give in to temptation and crack open the nail varnish and face masks. Instead we, aka. four slightly crazy weird teenagers, sat down to watch all three series of Black Books. And it was FANTASTIC. I’d never watched them before, but so many jokes revolve around this series that I felt that I had to watch it. And I am so glad I did. A smoking, drinking cute Irish guy with a beautiful accent (aka. Bernard aka Dylan Moran), a brow beaten side kick (aka. Manny aka Bill Baily), a neurotic best friend thrown in for good measure (aka Fran aka Tasmin Greig) and a second hand book shop with unnamed creatures growing from the mold. What more could you possibly want?
This is genuinely one of the funniest tv program I have EVER watched. We were all cackling uproariously throughout, no doubt disturbing the neighbors and the cats but, well, you only live once! If you get a chance to watch if – please, please do. You won’t be disappointed, I promise. And just to give you a little taste:
Watch. After all, its so deliciously dirty!