Big Boys

And so...the greatest lover letter ever written for television comes to an end.

Bitter-sweet from start to finish, the trials and tribulations, the what-ifs and the WTFs...of growing into modern, adult society...by the misfits and the most fit. It's primal. It's evolution. It's heart-breaking, warming, stomping and stopping.

Stop. Think. Remember.

Remember those who crossed your path. Remember those who walked your path with you...for a time, for an instant, for an eternity. The eternals...they never disappear, they are never forgotten. They are love.

What Jack Rooke has achieved is nothing short of mesmerising, he has captured the essence of a pure love. Is there such a thing? It's time, like this writer has done, to do some soul-searching. Be honest, don't lie to yourself...search, deeply!

When the stars align. One director. One writer. One producer. One performance. This is what happens, consistency and continuity. Jon Pointing gave Danny length and breadth, the brightest of lights [that smile], the darkest of shades [those eyes]...anyone, everyone should [and be honoured to] have a Danny in their lives. Oh Danny...

There's nothing too big....we can't fix. What a line! What a lie. What a circus life is.

Thank you for sending me on this madcap, emotional, more than memorable rollercoaster. Special. Truly.

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