By all accounts I really shouldn’t like Gavin and Stacey.
No modern day TV fan should. By its very nature it’s little more than an up-to-date comedy version of The Waltons. It’s just far too nicey-nice for its own good.
But, despite itself, I love it! I’ve not been this excited in the run-up to the new series of any other show, ever. And two weeks in I’m as hooked as I was it the first series . . . no, more. I suppose if the characters of any programme are good enough, you’ll grow to love watching them, week in week out.
Take Nessa, aka Ruth Jones, co-writer of the hit show. Her vulgar ways are comedy gold. Then there’s James Corden, who everyone knows is adorable, and Gavin and Stacey are the cutest couple on telly.
Add Gavin’s flirty mum Pame-laaaa, his dad/best mate Mick-laaaa and, of course, the world’s favourite uncle, Uncle Bryn.
With a line up like that how could this show flop? Its a fact that anything with Rob Brydon in is a winner.
But to hear series three is the last one ever makes me really sad.
I suppose there are only so many occasions you can manufacture two families, living hundreds of miles away, coming together.
Better to go out with a bang and keep everything crossed for a summer special.
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