I wasn't sure that I was ready for more costume drama while the wonderful Cranford is still fresh in my mind. I wish I had followed my instinct and avoided the BBC's production of Oliver Twist last night. I've always considered this to be the weakest, most implausible of Dickens' works but it deserved better treatment than this soaped-up, dumbed-down version by scriptwriter Sharon Phelps.Over on 60goingon16, D lists the reasons that make this an adaptation unworthy of the BBC. That said, the Beeb does employ Sharon Phelps to write scripts for Eastenders, perhaps therein lies the problem: the literary classes have had their annual treat, now the 'drunken punch-up down the pub' crowd must be entertained. I think I'll give tonight's episode a miss, I'd hate to find Nancy working behind the bar of the Queen Vic.