Yes, I enjoyed it for an easy Sunday evening to watch. But they do sentamalise so much. Even back then, would a GP really be able to spend so much of his time with one dying patient, as well as a highly qualified nurse? I have strong memories of that year. My engagement party was held on the 6th January. Although I can remember the snow piled up high in London for weeks and weeks, do not remember it continuing to actually fall. It was just frozen. I and all my family and friends went to work exactly as normal the whole time. Cannot remember arranged leccie cuts - surely that was a decade later during the 'winter of discontent'.
The mourning prayers - why was not the chief mourner, the husband part of it. He should have been, and why held outside - should have been in the house with daughter and hubbie sitting 'shiva' on low chairs.
To be an unmarried mother back then would have caused a stir, cannot see many parents allowing their precious children to attend a dancing class run by one such!!!
Never mind, it is virtually entirely fiction - and easy to watch, but no documentary on the times, etc.