Relief, sweet relief as we can finally be quoted accurately on declaring the end of Skins and the start of summer, two things we love more than Michael Barrymore?s pool parties ? can we get a Roflcopter?
It's a slow start to the demise of the series as we know it ? yes guys, sorry to say it's going down shortly, after one final amazefuck of a series with members of each and every cast, probably at uni doing absolutely shit tons of work and writing dissertations on the representation of youth in the media, or not, you know.
Anyway, yeah, so Frankie is around hunting her mum like she's in a bloody day-glow version of The Hunger Games or something. She's wearing the same jacket she has been for about nine weeks and its filthy which makes us admire the attention to detail, it's these little grubby bits that really make the difference.