Ok, apologies for the zombie-fest today, but I couldn't wait until this evening to watch the return of my favourite tv show...tomorrow I am sure I shall return to cooking rhubarb, dog poo and Prof stories, but today, unashamedly, I am indulging myself with the undead and teen obsessions of Daryl Dixon.
All historical dramas of epic scale have a heroic moment, a moment that perhaps goes down in folklore , a story to be told around the fire to scare the children.
The Walking Dead has been waiting for such a story in a long time.
For ages we have seen a noticeable chasm between "Team Rick " and " Team Alexandria" . Rick's team, for the most part, is a self sufficient, slightly elitist, fighting force whereas the Alexandrians were seen as soft and inexperienced.
Both groups slightly mistrusting of the other.
What was needed was something to draw both factions together, and in episode 9 No Way Out, we saw the most epic of battles when the entire population of Alexandria joined forces to repel the invading walkers.
Ok forget the holes in the narrative ( sudden darkness, Glen surviving yet again a near death experience and the Wolf suddenly turning into Rebecca of Sunnybrook farm in order to save Denise)
It was all great television with useless underdogs such as moody teen Enid, Eugene the nerd and lumpy doctor Denise picking up their weapons , and -in the words of that awful vicar- turned baby rescuer Gabriel - " taking arms to save their town"
It was also great to see Daryl flex his considerable biceps with a newly acquired rocket launcher , to blast Negan's henchmen right out of the bottoms of their leather boots
It was a bravura, exciting and back on form episode.