Buckle in snowflakes! We’ve some original 90s attitudes to unpick this episode, as we swallow a few spoonfuls of misogyny and get vaguely uncomfortable at people putting on accents.
Lovejoy is inexplicably skint once again, despite flogging that Chaucer - perhaps because he’s finally paying Eric. Some shadowy men in suits offer him some mch needed cash to track down a mystery artist who is not as hard to find as everyone seems to think (it’s just Tom Wilkinson in a baseball cap.) Laugh along with us as Lovejoy alleges he ISN’T Sherlock Holmes despite spending the last 14 episodes sleuthing - and accepting the job.
This week Pol has a nasty shock at Lovejoy’s approach to Earl Grey, Helen rails against the plot and Em defends sad, horny artists everywhere.
Antique of the Week: Hormone Replacement Therapy; 90s fashion (again?)
Misogyny of the week: The Plot.