Saturday, July 10, 2004

Doctor Where

Watching BBC America, I was thrilled to find The Saint, The Prisoner and The Avengers are now part of the Friday lineup.

What a relief for those of us who simply cannot tolerate one more evening of DIY or crappy britcoms such as My Hero and Are You Being Served (which we can also catch on North Carolina's Public TV...thanks to all of those donations they squeeze out of retirees that hang out at the Cafe at the Village of Fearrington, reading the NY Times and pretending they're not in North Carolina.....but I digress.)

Anyway, Jon Pertwee was on the episode of The Avengers that was on this evening: "From Venus With Love". Seeing him reminded me of a comment someone made the other day about the early episodes of Dr Who having gone missing some years back. Here's a piece about those missing eps and about some of the other bits of TV history that ended up in the recycle bin.

So, I suppose I've no right to complain that The Invaders is not available on DVD. Even though I know that the videos are out of print and that there are no DVDs out there, I am at least reaonably certain that copies of the series are out there.

Perhaps Chris Carter has a copy that he'd loan me?

Tuesday, July 06, 2004


I have a second-hand PDA that TonyPlutonium gave me a few months ago. Originally, I had planned to use it to help organise my life.

Well, quite obviously that's not worked out.

The incessant beeping forced me to turn the volume off. So, now the only time it reminds me of anything is if I turn it on.

Of course, I play Solitaire on it. I also use it to record phone numbers and the like.

But the function I treasure most is that it holds the text of several of my favourite books. When I tire of losing at Solitaire, I can pull up Wind in the Willows where I left off, or lose myself in the pages of Dracula.

But the book I want on the PDA, naturally, is The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

I never start up the PDA without looking for the words: "Don't Panic".

For all of you H2G2 fans out there, I offer this link.

Check it out and have fun. Me? "I'll root around for the water bison. Trillian, you see if you can find the jar the admiral keeps his anacondas in."

Sunday, July 04, 2004

Friday morning I get a call from my mother.

"It's your mother. I'm in the emergency room."

Not a phone call you're ever really ready for.

I was sound asleep when she phoned, so it took a moment or two before I realised what she was saying. And there was rather a lot of beeping going on in the background. Seems her doctor discovered that she has a slight electrical problem with her heart.

My mother hasn't been a hospital patient since giving birth to me nearly half a century ago. So, lying around, waiting, and getting stuck with needles doesn't come naturally to her.

She's home now. I stayed with her last night but tonight she seemed really anxious to get me out of there so she could resume her routine.

When we called her this evening, she asked when I was going to come over to get my carton of yoghurt OUT of her refrigerator. "Are you coming to get it tonight, after the fireworks", she asked, "or is it staying there forever?"

Sounds like she's feeling a whole lot better.