Jack likes the ITV drama Endeavour. The new series has been broadcast over the past three weeks, and after working all day together on a Sunday, he has wanted to curl up on the sofa with a glass of wine and watch each two hour episode.
It is a great show. It does so much justice to the original Morse series. I remember a few years ago, they had a brilliant series – so so clever – and I told Jack I was happy to watch Endeavour with him.
But last night, my oh my, the episode completely frightened the wits out of me. I am not going to give away the end result, in case you are planning to watch the episode that aired last night. But a group of people ended up stranded due to bad weather. Power-cuts, darkness, creepy goings on, people going missing. I was so scared, scared.
I really really don’t find any enjoyment in being scared.
The end result…..I had to close my eyes and stick my fingers in my ears at certain parts. Jack said I was adorable, and gave me lots of hugs and kisses. The glass of wine helped me sleep very well, but I could tell Jack was holding me in his arms. I don’t like being scared. I really really don’t.