I felt this way a few years ago. Also watched it from December 1960 and would record it if I was out. Then there was a story about the man who owned or worked in the garage - Tommy? - and his daughter accidentally killed him but her mother took the blame. Every time I watched, the daughter would be screaming and screeching and I wondered why I was watching it. When I began falling asleep in front of it, I decided enough was enough. No, I don't miss it and most of the time it was a case of watching out of habit. Oh, it's 7.30, must put Corrie on.