mostly david ephgrave

I have a bit of a guilty pleasure. Well, I say that it's guilty: I’ve only prefaced it with this because I’m afraid of what you might think. I’m a bit of a fan of Diagnosis Murder. Actually, I’m quite a lot of a fan. So much so that I own a couple of the DVD box-sets. They're not mine, technically: they were presents for my girlfriend. It’s a good job she likes it too; if she didn’t, I doubt I’d find a member of the opposite sex who’d be prepared to see past it. Don’t get me wrong: I know it’s not exactly gritty . That’s part of the appeal. It isn’t challenging – but has enough of a storyline to keep you interested. It’s straightforward entertainment; not afraid to play for laughs when necessary. The thing that always draws me back is its central performer, Dick Van Dyke. I think he's truly underrated. He’s the physical embodiment of versatility: the sort of performer who could never look out of his depth. He comes fr...