By Liz Hamson2009-05-09T00:00:00
After the emotional trauma of watching Philip get his marching orders from Sir Alan Sugar AND Chelsea go out to Barca in the Champions League (a f**king disgrace on both counts), I was in no fit state for my usual American crime procedural.
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