(The alliteration is a little overdone, we admit.)
 
Dearest Gentle listener, you may think we have been enjoying a much-needed respite from discussing Season 3 Part 2.
 
Alas, we have instead spent the week on the sofa, awake with thoughts of planned entrapments, secret dealings and sad rainbow fish.
 
Not to worry, we are back. The tree of Tu-doom may still be shaking in the Polin winds but we are on hand to raise a toast to no-longer-nameless judgy mamas, the music licensing gods and the succubus of the first water.
 
So grab the last chocolate macaron and lie down. This most anticipated love story is finally complete and we're skipping to the final chapter.