The Irish Mail on Sunday - TV Week - - YOUR MOVIE PLANNER -

Co Could any­one un­der­stand a word De Dex­ter was say­ing this week? As he yel yelled and screamed at Sam and Ava, the there was just a vol­ley of syl­la­bles that cou could have been any­thing from Welsh to Ital­ian I to Mar­tian speak. And what was that ‘in­nit’ at the end of so many sen sen­tences? It was like lis­ten­ing to Vic Vicky Pol­lard’s less ar­tic­u­late younger brot brother. Still, fa­ther and son ended the wee week with an un­easy truce... I think. I mig might just have to get a trans­la­tor to conf con­firm that, though.

C Carl is play­ing hard­ball with Ian on Mon Mon­day, de­mand­ing that he have a ta­ble per­ma­nently re­served for him at Scar­lett’s. ( Re­ally? I think I’d rather starve.) With Carl’s black­mail de­mands in­creas­ing, Lucy thinks Ian should sell up, which he has no in­ten­tion of do­ing.

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