Now I know what the perfect stress relief is. White wine + couponing.

"Ghetto"? If we're getting all British up in this house, then surely the correct term is "Council estate British". Even then, there is no single British accent, so it's more correct to call her accent English, with a sarf London accent. My wife has heard me bang on about the difference between an English accent and a…

"UP YOURS, PROCLONE."

Compared to what happened to the Dion Quintuplets, Leekie's antics look positively mild.

If Mrs. S *was* involved in the initial experiments, but had remorse after, went underground, it's entirely possible she overcompensated her association with evil corporate overlords by associating herself with radicals. The IRA thing does not ring true, however. Many British radicals in the 1980s, while totally…

Art's not a bad-lookin' guy …

For those of us wondering, Alison's address is definitely *not* Scarborough. The street signs shown when Art and Andrea pull up are not Toronto nor legacy Scarborough (back when Scarborough was its own municipality), but look suspiciously like adapted Markham signs, minus the ubiquitous city logo. The nearest Black…

I have a sneaking suspicion that the shadowy figure in the office building was the Original (i.e. the clones plus 30 years). After all, scientists can be as egotistical as anyone, so it makes a certain level of sense that the originator of the experiment would clone … herself.

I'm still thinking this whole thing is a relic of the Cold War. A Soviet program to introduce the ultimate sleeper agents into the womb of unsuspecting women in capitalist societies, only for them to be re-awakened with some genetic dog-whistle. The agents would never realize they were spying, and would thus be…

Sarah would have been brought to Mrs. S in the mid- to late-eighties, when Thatcher was going more than a touch power mad. As a Brit who is a little older than Sarah, I well remember the Poll Tax riots of the late eighties, for example. Anyone who was left of Thatcher would have definitely felt rather queasy.…

Chad is a loveable dolt, who just wants to party, but is held back by his controlling wife, who may or may not be Alison's monitor.

Which brings the possibility of some Jason Bourne-style kickassery, complete with fantastic backdrops and dodgy accents, as Sarah skips Canada for Europe in Season 2/Season 3.

"148 Scotsburn Avenue" is a fictional street, although it does sound suspiciously like a corruption of Cosburn Avenue, which we passed on our way home from our visit to Jim's Restaurant. No chance of the actual house being there, though. It's lined with low-rise condo buildings.

As promised last week, we did pay a visit to Jim's Restaurant today.