Thursday, 16 April 2009

The Dover Castle

It's a pub. An ordinary London pub.

Who would have guessed that some of Britain's finest scriptwriting minds gather there from time to time? And that so much wisdom is shared so selflessly within its unassuming walls?

Honestly, if the controllers, commissioners, producers, directors, script editors and critics of this world could only have access to the collective insights we shared last night, then British (nay, global) television would truly enter a Golden Age.

1 comment:

Phill Barron said...

I'm deeply ashamed I missed it.