I used to have this theory that by the time you get to the fourth part of something, it becomes good again. The third part is disappointing, usually a rehash of the first two, while the fourth is a chance to take a risk and do something new. Case in point: the Shrek films. Shrek 3 is pants. Shrek 4 is brilliant. This theory is mostly commonly seen in sitcoms where the fourth season tends to be the best as the actors and writers are all in sync and exploring the possibilities of what they can do. The fourth season of The Office being the perfect example.

However, this year, this barely conceived theory took a heavy hammering as both Succession and Barry both fulfilled the theory by taking huge creative swings with drastic changes to the story but both fell over as they struggled to find a reason to carry on. I couldn’t care what happens after Logan’s plane landed, nor did I care what happened to Barry when he started to wear glasses. (Keeping things as vague as possible).

So, instead of talking about brilliant finales to series which have been excellent, instead I enjoyed watching:

Andor and The Last of Us

When did heroes stop smiling? I know it’s grim in a zombie mushroom post apocalyptic wasteland and living on the run from the Galactic Empire is no laughing matter but there’s no need to be this miserable. Cheer up, Andor! Cheer up Pedro! No need to be so glum, you’re in the best programmes I watched this year!

Race Around The World

Never has hitching a lift from a gas station in Canada looked so scenic. A programme impossible to watch without thinking: “I’d love to go to Ottawa!”

Loki

See, heroes can smile, even when all their friends repeatedly die in a time loop multiverse apocalypse.

Rooney/Beckham

Don’t mess with Mrs Beckham. Don’t mess with Mrs Rooney! Two programmes which show thaw ruthless and single minded you need to be to survive a tabloid storm.

Brooklyn 99 (Season 5)

If season 4 is great then season 5 can be even better as the writers and actors go even weirder and introduce a child killing cannibal in prison as the comedy relief. Though if your tolerance of Andy Samburg is low, like Mrs TwinBikeRun, watching this will be like sharing a cell with Hannibal Lecter.

The Detectorists Xmas Special

Has a show managed to have a perfect finale? Come back, have another perfect finale and then come back a third time and have even better finale? I love this show. I loved the ending. And the last ending. And this ending.

Evil Season 1

Utter nonsense but it steals from all the best bits of the monster of the week X-Files.

The Outlaws

Stephen Merchant and Christopher Walken find a bag of cash while on community service. Looked rubbish, saw a bit of it, chuckled, watched more of it and it was one of the funniest programmes I watched all year.

If I was to raise a minor criticism of Oppenheimer it would be this: after three hours; after witnessing the birth of the A-bomb; the end of the Second World War, and the guilt that followed, I don’t think anyone watching changed their minds about nuclear bombs.

I’m against firing nukes at other countries. I’m sure most other people are too. No one started watching Oppenheimer thinking “Blowing up Paris with a nuke is a great idea, I’m up for that!” before walking out and thinking “Well, that’s my mind changed! From now we should only bomb the French with non-fission based tactical missiles!”.

Emily The Criminal was a close second for best film of the year. A film that, like Oppenheimer, has its main character’s name in the title. Just like my most enjoyable films of the year: MEGAN and MI7 (which we all know is just Tom Cruise the movie).

In MI7, Tom Cruise shows once again that nothing beats doing it for real. Which is why I’m glad we saw Christopher Nolan’s Oppenheimer and not Tom Cruise’s version as he would have set off a nuclear bomb… just so he could run away from it.

Honourable mentions

The Man From Earth

Ultra low budget sci-fi with a great idea. How do you prove the person you’ve worked with for the last 10 years, hasn’t lived forever?

Fall/Duel

What if you get stuck at the top of a mast? What if you have a clone and you arrange to fight it to the death to decide which one of you lives? How much training do you need to make sure you win? Two films that take simple ideas and kept finding inventive ways to show you what could happen. Of the two, I’d sooner fight my clone to the death, as I really, really hate heights!.

Banshees of Inasherin/Flora and Son

In Banshees, Father Ted falls out with Father Dougal while in Flora and Son, Father Jack writes My Feckin’ Horse. All whimsical Irish films can be compared to Father Ted: Discuss.

Madagascar 3

Watched this again. And could watch it a third, fourth or fifth time….

Moana

… which would still never match the number of times a two year old can watch The Rock sing ‘You’re Welcome’.

Last week, I covered my songs of the year, but in non-Wiggles listening, I’ve been listening to:

A&W, Lana Del Rey

Cloud Atlas Suite

This Here Ain’t Water (PSB Remix), Big Special

Stepping on Stars, Storefront Church

Plant The Seed, Slow Readers Club (and also my favourite album)

Learning To Dance, The Slow Show (my most listened to song of the year)

Joe, Joesef

Can You Hear The Music, Ludwig Goransson

You Can Dig My Grave, Lankum

And, of course, Antihero by Taylor Swift.

Imagine you’d never heard a song by The Beatles until this year. Now imagine you hear Eleanor Rigby or Paperback Writer or Hey Jude for the first time and you know you’ve just heard the best band ever.

Now imagine (no pun intended, well, only slightly) that you thought John Lennon was still alive – and you then find out he was shot forty years ago.

So, now you’ve not only found out The Beatles are the best band ever – you are also devastated that they will also never play another song again.

Now you may say I’m a dreamer… but if you imagine all that happening to you this year, then you know exactly how I feel after hearing my first song by The Wiggles only to find that Emma Wiggle left the band in 2022. Nooooooo!

The Wiggles are/were the biggest kids band in the world. They started out in Australia in the early 90s and have gone through a number of changes in the last 30 years. Today, there are eight Wiggles, with only one survivor from the original line up: Anthony Field (their Paul McCartney).

But the version I heard was the 2011 – 2022 line up, when they had Emma Wiggle as the lead singer, the first female Wiggle.

And they were BRILLIANT!

And then I found out that Emma left the band in 2022 and they’re now onto another line up, which is great, but like watching Wings and not The Beatles.

This year, with a two year old who absolutely loves the Wiggles and wants to watch them all the time, my music listening has been almost entirely Wiggle based, which has been fantastic as they have so many great songs including the following:

Emma’s Yellow Bow

The Wonder Of Wiggle Town

Wake Up Lachy

And the greatest song of all time: Rattlin’ Bog:

“That ain’t right” are words you don’t want to hear in the middle of a check up, and while just wearing a pair of pants.

I was in the middle of my annual physio M.O.T. Every year, I go back to the same physio for 45 minutes of prodding and poking to check my posture and balance. Usually this involves an elbow, some gasps (mine), and a great feeling of relaxing and easing of aches and pains. It should be relax me, not create anxiety.

“That’s definitely not right,” she said again, poking my chest.

“What’s not right?” I thought, my hypochondriac mind thinking of a hundred different ways that checking whether one leg is longer than the other could be a sign of Ebola or the Black Death.

“Did you break a rib?” She asked.

“No,” I thought, but after all her prodding and poking with her elbow to relieve muscles tension in my back I wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d broken one at the start of the check up. Her hands could knock down a wall faster than a wrecking ball.

“Because your ribs have shifted to the right.” She explained.

And then I remembered that while I may not have broken a rib, I gave it a good crack last year while trying and failing to jump across a river. I’d didn’t go and see a doctor because I knew he would have just said to rest up and let it heal. A cracked rib is one of those injuries that only time can cure.

“Let’s put it back in place,” she said, before proceeding to crack the right ribs so hard they were pushed back to the left.

Sometimes the cure is worse than the illness!

What this does show though is that while runners and athletes often shrug off injuries, it’s always worth going to see a physio to find out if the injuries are causing any other problems as it turned out I was learning further right than Suella Braverman pointing to France. Small niggles can lead to bigger problems later so, if you can, and you have the opportunity, I’d definitely recommend getting a regular check up from a physio.

We have covered many adventures, big and small. Extreme triathlons. Ultra races. But, quietly, Mrs TwinBikeRun has trumped them all.

I hate heights. I hate flying. So the idea of a zip slide across the River Clyde fills me with dread. I would never do it. And big congratulations to Mrs TwinBikeRun for taking on the challenge!