ITV drama Grantchester to end following 11th series
"Emma Kingsman Lloyd [executive producer] and Daisy Coulam [writer and series creator], from that very first day you gave me the extraordinary opportunity to be part of this experience," he added. The BBC has contacted ITV for a comment on the announcement.
Nair, 34, said: "It's been the greatest honour to step into the world of Grantchester and be part of a show with so much heart."He is about to start filming his third series, in which his character will learn more about his past and will continue to get to know the bishop's daughter, Meg.Meanwhile, the chief superintendent comes to Geordie with an offer that could also mean an end to his crime-solving partnership with the village vicar.The show began in 2014 and averaged 6.6m viewers in its first series, which was set in the 1950s. Filming on the final series will being shortly, but ITV has yet to confirm when the 10th series will be screened.
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