Sally Wainwright should be prescribed on the NHS as a form of HRT. Alongside oestrogen and progesterone tablets, patches, gels and sprays to counter the myriad ills female flesh is heir to, doctors could prescribe a weekly dose of Scott & Bailey for those who are just beginning to feel that Summat’s Up, moving on to Last Tango in Halifax for the lightly but definitely perimenopausal, followed by a daily hour of Gentleman Jack to alleviate more intense symptoms and culminating in a nightly binge of Happy Valley once you’re fully entangled in menopause’s proliferating tentacles and need to bring out the big guns before they drag you under for good.
Now we have an addition to the arsenal: her new drama Riot Women, about a quintet of menopausees facing the question of when all this shite is going to stop and how they are going to manage until it does.
