It was the house he had grown up in, an old, charming farmhouse in the middle if Illinois, with a whitewashed exterior, farm standard outbuildings, and an apple tree in the backyard. Russell had spent most of his childhood here, some of the best days of his life, before the farm ceased to be profitable and the family moved into the nearby city of Springfield. But still...as he walked about the house, from his old bedroom where he woke up, to the solitary bathroom, to the dining room, it was all as it was, or should have been. The house had an almost exact appearance to the one Russell knew as a child, and only a few different coats of paint or odds and ends showed him that he had obviously lived...

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It’s a roundabout way of revealing that Lori and Rick had a big fight right before Rick got shot up and wound up in a coma for 28 days (or thereabouts, who’s counting. This week’s episode – Bloodletting – begins with a glance back at happier times, when Lori would stand around in car parks with a red-headed character who we’ll never see again, complaining in that way that women do that her husband is too... If we’re going to have flashbacks in this show (and we are) I’d like to register my interest right now in seeing a flashback to Dale in the 60s. It also draws a very obvious parallel with the big shock from the end of the last episode, and we catch up with Rick as he’s running for miles through cornfields with Carl in his arms, bleeding all over that nice Sheriff’s outfit. They’re headed to the home of Otis, the man who accidentally shot Carl whilst out hunting for some tasty venison, and so they use the run as an opportunity to shove him around and call him names. Hershel, the head of the group, is a doctor and is able to stop Carl from dying on the spot with the help of about four gallons of Rick’s blood, but explains that in order to remove the bullet fragments he needs specialist equipment from a nearby...

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