How different life was in the 1970s. I’ve been watching the repeats of the first series of the detective show Van der Valk, which was set in and around Amsterdam.
Commissaris Piet seems to spend a hell of a lot of time boozing and smoking his fat cigars. It’s quite amazing to see a senior detective decide that he and his inspector have got time to dash ‘next door’ for a quick one whilst waiting for a witness to turn up. And he’s too mean to buy a box of matches.
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