The long-running hospital soap is flatlining at last, never to be resuscitated. Let’s hope the final episodes are a tantalising finger up to the establishment
The BBC’s announcement that Holby City will die next March will not have greatly concerned its most devoted viewers.
They will assume the show will be placed on a table, someone will shout “Stand clear!” and, after two shocks from the defibrillator, it will carry on as if nothing has happened. If that intervention failed, an eccentric surgeon – perhaps Mr Anton Meyer (George Irving) from the early days, or the current Henrik Hanssen (Guy Henry) – would improvise a pioneering bypass to BBC Two.
