Well it had to come to an end at some point. In fact I'd been bracing myself for this event for the past six weeks... the end of The Inbetweeners. Sniff.
Ok, so they'll be back next year, after possibly the funniest six episodes to date. Three seasons in and they're still absolutely hilarious. Rude, crude and so so realistic it just makes you laugh until it hurts.
But there has been a running theme with this latest series, covered on this very blog three times- Simon and his ritual weekly humiliation.
He's always had the makings of a true comedy genius- Spewing all over Carli's brother in season one, stripping off on a boat for series two and well, take your pick in series three-although his momentous 'slapping' incident in Warwick, when something refused to work, seems to stand out in my mind!
Last night saw the boys go camping to send Simon off in style, because his dad, being the selfish bugger he is, was moving the whole family to Swansea.
Now I've mentioned Simon's tantrums before, but this was a classic. Combine that with his midnight visit to Carli's brother's bedroom and his breakdown when the car went into the river, and you have the most memorable finale ever.
I loved that this episode saw Simon's crazy hair mentioned again by the gang, after very early on they compared it, quite accurately, to the Statue of Liberty.
Will's camping outfit of a checked shirt and puffa jacket was suitably geeky, while Neil and Jay once again provided excellent chav support in hoodies and jeans.
So long boys, I'll miss you...and your misguided views on life.
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