Stillaser (Kate Atkinson: When Will There Be Good News?)

I mean the way we live our lives. There isn’t a template, a pattern that we’re supposed to follow. There’s no one watching us to see if we’re doing it properly, there is no properly, we just make it up as we go along.

Både Jackson Brodie og hans vidunderlig beskt sarkastiske skotske politimotstykke Louise Monroe («She suspected that she was genetically incapable of growing things, that nurturing wasn’t in her mitochondrial DNA.» «If it was up to Louise she would put the lot of them down, though obviously this was not the kind of opinion she voiced at divisional meetings. (‘Have you always been a fascist?’ Patrick laughed. ‘Pretty much,’ she replied.)») er fundamentalt skadeskutte, og de har en tendens til å bare se (og ønske å redde) andre skadeskutte – folk som har fått katastrofalt digre hull i livet sitt og prøver å bygge anvendelige stillaser rundt hullene. Som dr. Hunter, som den arme sekstenårige Reggie, som tar den ene uforskyldte katastrofen etter den andre med stoisk ro.