The Bill is a long-running British television police procedural, first broadcast on 16 October 1984 and transmitted on ITV, at 8pm on Wednesdays and Thursdays.
I half watched it last night - with a glass of wine in hand - with the parents of a boy who does Thai boxing with my little fella, and as our kids were getting outside some pizza.
I didn't pay any attention at all to the story that was unfolding, but I was amazed to find that I was utterly and unironically thrilled whenever I recognised a location; which was often as the studio is only around the corner.
I spent a very exciting five minutes trying to work out if a pawn brokers in the episode was a redressed Charlie's Rock Shop, and practically swooned when I recognised Venus.
It is all very worrying. I could easily become an Olympic level bore if I watch it again.
“A man's gotta know his limitations.”
P.S. The Bill's director had obviously studied his 'West Wing'. There was an awful lot of "walk and talk" in the station.
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