So this is it: the final farewell of the original run. For this occasion, I managed to pull some strings with the head editor (Chris Watson, the guy who was the basis for Phoebe’s date), and he got me a full colour page – pretty nice, considering the fact that if you wanted to purchase a full-colour page in the newspaper, it cost you many thousands of dollars.

Those who’ve been reading since the beginning of the series will note that I’ve brought it right back to where it started: Puck watching soaps. I thought it was a nice little coda. And in a Shakespearean turn of events, Phoebe (the proverbial and lovable fool) ends up offering the greatest tidbit of wisdom. It’s an “awww” moment – kind of cheesy, but sincere on my end. You’ll note that I also finished off on a high note by giving the public what it asked for: Phoebe in a bikini.

If this were the final word from Puck, it would have been a fine final word. Of course, it wasn’t…