Last night Mark and I happened to catch a repeat of an old episode of that laugh-a-minute comedy fest Spooks.
It was the one where Tiffany from Eastenders was rigged up to a bomb, counting down to explode in a fictional hospital*. Mark pointed out that, trying as the programme was, Ricky Gervais is right - Britain is never going to make anything as flash and wonderful as the mighty Kiefer Sutherland vehicle 24.
For starters, like Spooks, us Brits know that 24 is a far too optimistic timesacale. Even with Anna Chancellor phoning-it-in at the helm, we'd need at the very least a couple of days run-up at anything major. And biscuits. Plenty of biscuits and fag breaks.
Luckily - we don't need to make another 24 in the UK, because we put the world's greatest secret agent on screen years ago - and he's coming back.
Yes, Penfold! DANGERMOUSE IS BACK BACK BACK!
He's terrific! He's magnifique! He's the greatest secret agent in the laaaaaand! (As sang Toyah Wilcox in the opening credits.)
Brilliant! Dangermouse was the best, when I was a child, and I for one will be looking forward to seeing him spoil the plans of Baron Von Greenback all over again.
Does Jack Bauer have a flying car? Does he? No. He doesn't.
*This may not be the official programme summary.