Republic Of Doyle: Dad-Son Detective Fun

In the past many years I have missed a dad & son kinda tv show. Having watched many tv series & movies with my own father, I’ve appreciated tv series where they have a father-son as the main protagonists of a show. My mind harks back to 1980s American tv series Crazy Like A Fox, which starred the late Jack Warden & John Rubenstein as a private detective-lawyer tandem and who solve cases together. Warden was the wise cracking gung-ho detective who dragged his reluctant lawyer son into trouble. Although the show only last 2 seasons & 35 episodes, it remains indelibly entrenched into my mind.

Which brings me to the fun & funny Republic Of Doyle, of which I just saw the pilot episode this afternoon after downloading it last night. The show stars Seán McGinley and Allan Hawco as Malachy and Jake Doyle, a father and son who partner as private investigators in St. John’s, Newfoundland and Labrador. It’s very different from the American shows that I watch and the Canadian shows that I watch. But it’s a fun, energetic show that doesn’t take itself too seriously and yet entertains. It’s a version of the buddy cop tandem although it’s not buddies  but father & son here and it’s not cops but private eyes.

Adding to the plus points of the show is the location – the Atlantic Ocean hugging city of St. Johns is picturesque and beautiful, the accents (mix North American & Irish accents together and you get Newfie), a talented supporting cast in Liona Boyd – who plays Rose, Mal’s wife & Jake’s step mom, Marthe Bernard as Tinny – Jake’s smart mouthed niece, Rachel Wilson as Jake’s ex-wife Nikki & Krystin Pellerin who plays Sgt. Bennet, a cop and the new love interest for Jake. Shaun Majumdar guest stars in the pilot as Jake’s childhood friend who is in jail for a crime he didn’t commit. Jake & Mal take the case to free him and hilarity & chase scenes are galore. Give this a try.

My Handwriting Is Like Dead Insects

My high school Chemistry & Biology teacher, Mrs. Ambujam (I don’t remember her last name although she remains fondly in my heart) once teased me when she described my bad handwriting as ‘a bunch of dead insects’! I was a little embarrassed at the time, as I was handing in my monthly test paper to her in class at that moment but I get a chuckle everything I see my handwriting and remember what she said. She wasn’t being mean or anything, infact I loved the woman for her attitude in general and the fact that she could be funny as hell and that she genuinely cared for her students.

But yeah, I digress, that is what she described my handwriting as. And I too feel, in all honesty, that my handwriting sucks. Although I might not see dead flies, ticks, cockroaches or mosquitoes when I see my handwriting, I feel that it could be a whole lot better. My mom used to try and get me to practice my writing when I was a kid by getting four-lined books and I obliged at times but it hasn’t helped much. Over the years I think that if I write slowly my handwriting tends to be quite nice or if I use a thin/sharp edge pen it can even look somewhat elegant. But the moment that I write fast, my writing loses all semblance of legibility. Problem is that most situations do not allow you to write slow.

I’ve always carried a work diary for the past 7 years and filled day wise stuff that I will need to either take note of later or get back on. I never step into a meeting, casual or otherwise without a pen or diary and I insist that my team members also do the same. But usually at meetings while I scribble stuff down and can understand it, if someone wants to look at my notes and copy it, they usually look at it, frown and squint and then look at me. With a look that says WTF! And I nod back understandingly and say “hey, that’s just my fast writing!”

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