Imagine the characters of Jim Royle
and Frank Gallagher
taking a booze cruise daytrip to Calais. On arrival they are immediately kidnapped by hordes of love starved women, all crying: "At last, zee young Eenglish sex gods from ovair ze sea. Vite! vite! we must 'ave zere babies!"
- you can't help wondering whether the whole Samantha/Pascal marriage is a setup/giant spoof. No sane person would ridicule their beloved to zillions of Daily Mail readers. But then....