"Val and Roger Have Just Got In"? We have. There they are. Dawn French and Alfred Molina playing the world-weary eponymous couple, and playing them beautifully and poignantly and in 'real-time'. It's just so brilliantly written. and it's all about Us. Me and The Hubs. Or You and Yours. It's a Little bit of Everyone. Especially the first episode where they have to find a receipt for a broken hoover in amongst the debris of about ten years' worth of other bits of paper that they never got round to 'filing'. We all mean well, don't we - and Val and Roger do. And having them in our homes once a week for the past 6 weeks has been a satisfying if not sometimes painfully voyeuristic pleasure.
"Grandma's House" for the past few weeks too. Utterly, utterly buttock-clenchingly perfect family humour at it's boldest, brightest and cleverest. I can't get enough. In fact after we've watched it 'proper' on the TV I have to watch it again on catch-up to really get my teeth into the sharp retorts and one-liners, and I've even been known to take notes for future reference. No, seriously.
Comparable (which is difficult) to a 21st Century Hancock's Half Hour, "Grandma's House" has made me gasp at the blunt observations, snort tea out of my nostrils at the familiar-but-caricatured family members and given me renewed hope in the dire desert of British Sitcom misery.
All I need now is a second, superb series of "Miranda" and the onslaught of Christmas can blinkin' well do it's worst!