Thank you, Mr Anderson, for the countless hours of pleasure. F.A.B., S.I.G., P.W.O.R.
Thursday 27 December 2012
Gerry Anderson R.I.P.
The products of Gerry Anderson's incredible imagination
lit up my childhood, all the way from
Fireball XL5 in 1963 to Space 1999 in the
mid-1970s. These weekly sneak-previews of
the future (as I was convinced they were)
captivated me at a time when I had no more
serious concerns in life than what style of hover-scooter I'd require when I grew up and
whether or not caps with flip-down
communication devices would be available in my size.
Thank you, Mr Anderson, for the countless hours of pleasure. F.A.B., S.I.G., P.W.O.R.
Thank you, Mr Anderson, for the countless hours of pleasure. F.A.B., S.I.G., P.W.O.R.
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Ah, FAB tribute The Swede!
I'm still hoping to have a hover-scooter some day (maybe they'll replace walking frames for us old'uns in a couple of decades?) and I'm sure that the cap with the communication device is nearer than we think - it'll be adjustable anyway, so no need to worry about size...
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