I settled in this Bank Holiday Monday to a "virtual Blakes 7 convention": Cynus Alpha Down and Safe. What a fantastic event - seven hours of recorded chats with cast and crew recalling their time on this classic sci-fi series. I have written before of the significance of the old wall in Blakes 7, where… Continue reading Old walls, alien landscapes
This week, I've been paying my respects to the late Paul Darrow by re-watching the 1973 BBC production of Murder Must Advertise in which he plays an advertising copywriter. It's a role which grows in complexity as the four-part story unfolds and Darrow is excellent in it, capably portraying the character as ingratiating, bullying, enmeshed… Continue reading Not a whimsy
Haruki Murakami wrote an entire book entitled "What I Talk About When I Talk About Running"; I have never read it because, well, running? However, the title of this blog post is a nod to that book. At its best, knitting, for those of you who don't do it yourselves, is a soothing, mechanical hobby,… Continue reading What I imagine when I’m knitting
Here is an admittedly low-quality screen grab of the moment in Blake's 7 when Tarrant is handed a pencil and utters the immortal line "A graphite writing stick. It's the first time I've seen one of these outside museums." This line has always amused me for a couple of reasons - firstly I like the… Continue reading It really is a graphite writing stick!
This time last week I was on my way to London for a weekend convention devoted to the 40th anniversary of Blake's 7 - Terry Nation's dystopian sci-fi series which ran from 1978 to 1981. It was a fantastic weekend; I had such a good time; and now I am home and finally calming down… Continue reading 40 years a Blake’s 7 fan
In honour of the wonderful Jacquline Pearce who lost her last tussle with cancer this week, a quote from Blake's 7 (best ever British TV show, of which I am still a great fan). Jacks "Darling" played the arch-villainess Servalan and has had a very definite influence on my lifestyle, although that has only dawned… Continue reading Hinc Illae Lacrimae/Quote of the Week
Yes, apparently so. "Rain, rain, go away," I said. And the next day, this: Blossom! Blue skies! Just like in the 'real' blogs - you know, the ones written by people who don't spend the first ten minutes at work every day trying to blow-dry their legs using the hand dryer in the Ladies'. I… Continue reading You only had to ask….