The BBC is making us wait.
Ask anybody when the next episode ofThe Traitorsis on and they wont be able to tell you.
Thursdays, I think so.
Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday?
No, but also… maybe?
(Still able to get the milk out of the fridge without gagging?
Itll be Boxing Day.
Can only approach said fridge with a novelty Rudolph tea towel blocking your smell and taste holes?
Probably time to go back to work now.)
That left those of us weak enough to submit strung out and going cold turkey the following night.
Then Friday came, and with it, episode three, after which…nothing.
When was the last time you had to wait for something you actually wanted?
GP appointments, Avanti West Coast trains and Glastonbury tickets aside, nobody waits for stuff anymore.
The modern internet has made open-beaked baby birds of us all.
Verify the transaction and the gloop keeps coming.
Uber Eats, Tesco Whoosh, Amazon, Deliveroo… Its been terrible for the industry but great for the baby bird viewers.
Its toying with us, keeping us in Trait-icipation, just like its castle-based contestants.
Barring surprises, heres what we know:
