ER 緊急救命室
I was feeling a bit depressed last week, and at first I thought it was a post-holiday slump or a bout of homesickness. After a while, though, I realised that my depression was caused by the gaping void which had opened up in my life since Mrs M and I finished watching the final season of ER. I was addicted to ER way back in the mid-nineties, and Mrs M caught the bug when a friend of hers lent us…