Greetings, weary travellers along the King's Road. If you're anything like me, you have spent the past 10 months simply dozing through life, feeling that slight sense of numbness that comes without a weekly spin on the Westerosi wheel of fortune.

Let’s do some theorising in this week’s edition of Raven On, the best Game of Thrones recap this side of the Shivering Sea.

After last week's feminine bent to Game of Thrones, there could be no doubt this week was all about the boys. Testosterone, power, control, positioning, domination, impotence, pleasure, cowardice, bravery, cunning and a BIG HAND for the unfortunate Jaime Lannister.

I must admit to getting confused by many of the comments on last week's recap - several people admonished me for revealing spoilers. I swear I have not read the books ahead; I don't know what's happening week by week. All I do is theorise and crack jokes, that's really it.

By the light of the seven, that was a good, if emotionally draining, episode. I feel a bit like Ygritte after a snowballing, if you get my drift.

With episode five containing a number of climaxes (yeah it did), episode six shifted down a gear, and became a solid hour of discussions, plans, negotiations, settlements, set-ups and the odd spot of horrific, horrific torture.
 

Ygritte might not know what swooning is, but by the end I needed smelling salts to recover from that episode. I cannot believe this show has made me feel... something... for Jaime Lannister beyond cold loathing.

I’m surprised I didn’t see the portly silhouette of a famous British director trot past in that episode because for me, that was Game of Thrones Alfred Hitchcock-style.

It was all going so well... 

After last week's bloodbath, our final episode was, all-in-all, a delight: full of small victories for some and relentless horror for others.