Strike manages to be modern yet old-fashioned, discomfiting yet cosy, absurd yet plausible. If you ask me we’ve found our next great TV detective.

The characters, and the tender relationship between them, acquired new depth with flashbacks to Strike’s military days and Robin’s confession of her own past trauma. Their dialogue was witty. Grainger shone and Burke inhabited his role with stubbly charm. You could almost smell the fags, beer and angst on him.

The return to Sunday nights of Robert Galbraith’s thoroughly likable if unlikely private detective pairing – one-legged Cormoran Strike (Tom Burke) with Robin Ellacott (Holliday Grainger) – is good news. They have about three quid in the company coffers, plus a soupcon of sexual chemistry.