John Shrapnel

As a deadly net closes in around Arthur, Merlin finds himself far from Camelot.

After a noted author speaks before a group of local Midsomer writers, the naked body of the event's host is found bludgeoned to death in his bedroom.

Face it: life away from Vivi-Sec UK just hasn't worked out. Winona's attempt to join the Women’s Institute goes badly wrong; Claire's out of clean thongs; Philip the horse, trying to mount a stepladder and clear out the loft on a weekend 'like other men', just causes more devastation to a house never designed with 'people' shaped like this lot in mind. Okay, their creators back at the lab may have been about to kill them, but at least there were tasteful furnishings and as much buttock-level auto-dispensed toilet tissue as a horse could wish for. Unsurprisingly, Julian, the man who originally liberated them, gets less than a hero's welcome when he shows up again, bent on finishing the job of setting our animals free from the trappings of man. Forced to strip naked, sleep outdoors, forage for berries, even urinate in the open air, an already tense situation escalates into a full-scale siege when Mark the bird finally snaps and goes mad with a gun. With the house surrounded by hundreds of armed police and Julian issuing a demand that all animals everywhere are given free passage to 'somewhere nice, like Tuscany', it looks like the end for our furry fugitives.

Life away from Vivi-Sec UK just hasn't worked out. Unsurprisingly, Julian gets less than a hero's welcome when he shows up again, bent on finishing the job of setting our animals free. An already tense situation escalates into a full-scale siege when Mark finally snaps and goes mad with a gun. With the house surrounded by armed police and Julian issuing a demand that all animals everywhere are given free passage to "somewhere nice, like Tuscany," it looks like the end for our furry fugitives.