And now it's happening again. Because I have a new TV love affair that's just ridden into my life - Sons of Anarchy. I'd heard about this show, heard people raving about it, how they'd become addicted to it, and because it was about a biker gang I knew I had to watch it at some point. And that point has arrived. Just a week or so ago we began season one. Now, just days later, we're almost done with season three. And I'm addicted. Really, really addicted. I mean, not just "oh, I can't miss an episode of this" addicted. No, I'm 100% "I HAVE TO WATCH EPISODES ONE AFTER THE OTHER UNTIL I REALLY DO HAVE TO GET SOME SLEEP!" addicted. In fact, the Commonwealth Games couldn't have come at a better time because now that there really is nothing on the TV in the evenings unless you're into sporting action (it isn't football, so I'm not interested), boring crap on BBC Four or Big Brother (that really should have died a death by now), it means we can do nothing but watch Sons of Anarchy until we have to force ourselves to turn off the TV and go to bed!
|Opie and Tig|
But, in reality, there isn't really one of them I don't like. I've welcomed these "bad boys" into my living room on a nightly basis now, and I look forward to those few hours every evening when I can sit down and join them do whatever it is they have to do to survive. And so far I'm loving every loud, tyre screeching, gun shooting second of it. Yes, it can get quite violent, but it also has that slightly lighter edge to it at times, bringing in a touch of humour now and again just to balance it out. It's everything I look for in a great TV show - characters I love, characters I care about, and stories that actually grab your attention. I am going to be so lost when this ends... so lost...
|Charlie Hunnam as Jax Teller|