I’ve been in bed since 8.30pm, drawn here by a lack of early nights over the past month. My sleep patterns have always been a bit odd: blighted by insomnia in my teens, I used this to my advantage as a student to make the most of quiet time to absorb information during the night. Having survived on little sleep for over twenty years, my body has finally had enough and is now demanding about ten hours’ sleep a day. My body demands, but my stupid mind never allows, so here I am, two hours after settling down under my weighty winter duvet and I’m awake again.

The Killing
This was one of those shows that won a host of TV awards a couple of years ago. I scoffed at the “fucking foreign shit that nobody’s ever heard of” at the time, but happened to be lent the DVDs of the first series earlier on in the year when I was going through one of my nocturnal phases.

The first series follows Danish detective Sarah Lund and her winter knitwear as she and her colleagues try to uncover the mystery behind the brutal murder of a schoolgirl. Set against the backdrop of a local election campaign, the story had more twists and turns than my unruly colon and it had me hooked in many booze-fuelled, late night weekend viewing sessions.

I somehow managed to miss the second series in its entirety and I’m now enjoying the third and final instalment, shocked and appalled that the producers have tried to do without Detective Lund’s jumpers and put her in high heels. She was even naked in one scene. Ridiculous.

Anyway, for my pleasure, here is Sofie Gråbøl as Sarah Lund in series one:

Whilst searching for that image, I came across the website “sarahlundsweater”. I don’t think that has much longevity.

My love of The Killing, naturally drew me to watching The Bridge – another compelling Scandinavian crime drama where the female heroine is even more autistic than Lund – and Those Who Kill, where the female detective is simply hot.

I know some people don’t like subtitles, but that’s God’s way of making sure you don’t have to discuss crime drama with uneducated plebs. I watch X Factor so I can communicate in the office on Monday mornings.