Power & Intrigue, Texas-style

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Today's Evening Standard comes with a free copy of the first two episodes of Dallas. Score!

Dallas was my first obsession. I'd cry at night because my parents wouldn't let me watch it (my bedtime was 7pm and the show started at 9). South Africa came to a standstill when an episode was shown and, the next day, kids at my kindergarden bragged about being allowed to stay late and watch the show.

I cried so much that one day my mother let me watch one episode. I fell asleep after ten minutes.

In Brasil, episodes were dubbed and shown Saturday night on TV Bandeirantes. One summer, while visiting cousins in Londrina, I was watching an episode by myself in the bedroom (nobody else shared my love) when my aunt came in with a plate of pot noodles in butter and cheese, and a glass of Coke. It was pure heaven.

I'm afraid all those memories will be invoked (and perhaps destroyed) when I watch those first two episodes this weekend.