Murder She Wrote~ Na na nai~ Murder She Wrote

So, I've just started rewatching Murder She Wrote. Yes, Yes I know its got a reputation as being a show for old ladie about old ladies and you are probably expecting a programme full of tenor ladies, stanner chair lifts, murray mints and people who pee when they laugh but if you give it a go you will be pleasently suprised.

In season 1 episode 1, Jessica Fletcher starts her career as an author and swiftly heads to the Big Apple on a book tour, I say book tour, i think she was trying to evade the grim reaper just a little bit longer. Jessica soon meets the boss of her publishing company and romance follows, but is he telling the widow sleuth the entire truth?
During the hour long episode we get to see how she became the sleuth, cough-noseyoldbitch-cough, we all know and love. However, be warned this pilot episode is not for the faint hearted, ther is murder, kissing, affairs, blackmail and at one point I thought a gang of youths was going to rape her after they dragged her up an alley. Now I know necrophillia isn't a laughing matter but how many programmes on tv have an OAP fighting off knife wielding 'young-uns'? The answer you are looking for is none.

So the next time you are off sick from work, school, unemployed or just plain lazy and are skimming through the channels and you see 'Murder She Wrote', stop flicking and watch for a bit, you may suprised yourself and enjoy it. However, this is one show you don't want to be watching with your vagina!
Until next time, shimmy and push it bitches!!!