On Thursday night I stayed up for two and a half hours. By the time I went to bed the birds were singing and there were so few seats declared it was obvious nothing was going to happen for a while. Annoyingly I still woke up at 7am, despite having the day off. I could have slept all night and got up at 4am - I'd have had more sleep and seen more excitement. Still, it was exciting that we were down to the last 7 seats, near lunchtime, before there was a result. Even if it was a depressing result. To make it worse, one of my local results was all Conservative and the other was six-sevenths Conservative. But the UKIP candidates on the first all came bottom. And, for once, considering that I live in a Conservative safe seat, I actually felt like my vote counted.
I decided to go and see the Spooks film yesterday, to cheer me up. Then I realised that wouldn't work, so I went to keep myself awake and take my mind off things. It did, but it was depressing. It was good though. I liked that the main character was a 60 year old man - how many films can say that? And it had Harry being Harry, only without Ruth, even more so.
One of the things that depressed me was that they'd changed the Grid. I'd been watching series 10 to remind myself of the non-Harry and Ruth characters and in the film it has a completely different atmosphere. But then I watched some earlier series and it has a completely different atmosphere in those too. So it is very Spooks-like in that everything changes (except Harry).
I was going to say that watching older Spooks is less depressing because you can choose what to watch. So in series 10 I skipped all the Elena bits and both the deaths. And fell in love with Dimitri and watch series 9, minus the Lucas secret bits and deaths. But then I decided to go back to my favourite episode, I Spy Apocalypse. And now I'm depressed. It's such a good episode - I know it's not the end of the world, but it still feels like it.
Mirrored from my blog.