My kids just don't know anything other than 24 hour television. When I was small I always thought that this was the closing part of play school as it always came on afterwards
The sad thing is this is more interesting than 90 per cent of the shit on TV today.
I know...just the sort of grumpy old git response you were expecting. BTW Santa brought me the Life On Mars box set and I always thought the 'test card girl' in that show was wrong. This picture proves my point. I'm off to get a life now....
You wouldn't find me trawling the sea bed of the blog ocean for tiddlers when I could be watching shite TV with aging curmudgeonly in-laws (a bit like Mick but with poor toilet habits) scoffing even more cheese/smegma balls and sipping Harveys Bristol Cream. No siree, not I.
I used to stare at the Test Card for hours whilst off school lying on the sofa with a swirly temperature - mumped up like a hamster or swarthed in pink calomine lotion waiting for Hogan's Heroes or 'Boss' Cat. In my stripy pyjama haze, I may even have ... no, no, that's just plain wrong.
Oh how wonderful to see that picture again!
ReplyDeleteMy kids just don't know anything other than 24 hour television. When I was small I always thought that this was the closing part of play school as it always came on afterwards
The sad thing is this is more interesting than 90 per cent of the shit on TV today.
ReplyDeleteI know...just the sort of grumpy old git response you were expecting. BTW Santa brought me the Life On Mars box set and I always thought the 'test card girl' in that show was wrong. This picture proves my point. I'm off to get a life now....
The real girl from the test card is 48 now.
ReplyDeleteBut where is Hamble I wonder?
Anyway. I'm supposed to be on a break by the way. Shhh.
You just can't leave it alone can you?
ReplyDeleteYou wouldn't find me trawling the sea bed of the blog ocean for tiddlers when I could be watching shite TV with aging curmudgeonly in-laws (a bit like Mick but with poor toilet habits) scoffing even more cheese/smegma balls and sipping Harveys Bristol Cream. No siree, not I.
I used to stare at the Test Card for hours whilst off school lying on the sofa with a swirly temperature - mumped up like a hamster or swarthed in pink calomine lotion waiting for Hogan's Heroes or 'Boss' Cat. In my stripy pyjama haze, I may even have ... no, no, that's just plain wrong.
I'm sorry, did I not make it clear?
ReplyDeleteI AM ON A BREAK.
'Boss' Cat. That was so wrong, wasn't it...
ReplyDeleteHope you had a good Christmas. Just like to wish you a Happy New Year - I'll raise a glass to another year of this blogging lark.
ReplyDeleteCheers Darcy, what a lark it is ...
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