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I just watched Blue Peterfor the first time in about 15 years, and I feel all nostalgic for the days when I didn't have to worry about money or work or anything but...well, nothing really, because the first eleven or so years of my life were pretty blissful (then my best friend dumped me, which was the first really miserable thing had ever happened to me. Yes, I am lucky.). I really loved Blue Peter when I was a kid, which I know makes me a total nerd. I used to make the stuff they showed on it, and I even (and I am genuinely proud of this) had a Blue Peter badge! Yes, I wrote them a letter suggesting they do a thing on (oh God) Frank Richards and the original Greyfriars school stories, and they wrote back and said it was a great idea and they were awarding me a Blue Peter badge. Alas, I have always been too scared of losing it to wear it out much (which is a bit ridiculous), so I don't display my geekiness for all to see. I do still have the badge, though.

Anyway. I am now reminded of cosy winter evenings with me and my sisters watching Children's BBC and then getting together loads of egg boxes and that most prized thing, double-sided sellotape, and making some ridiculous contraption.


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Dec. 3rd, 2003 10:41 am (UTC)
stick with the old Fairport, if you ask me...

what did you make of Blue Peter 2003 style, though? I'm not sure it compares favourably.

I know far too much about kids telly - my job is making the links that go inbetween programmes. Somestimes as a special treat I get to make the programmes themselves... ;-)
Dec. 3rd, 2003 12:25 pm (UTC)
Heh, my sister used to arrange the ads that went between the children's programmes on Carlton - like, what product should go in the ads after Art Attack or whatever. Now she is in charge of placing all of Ferrero Rocher's terrible ads in all the ITV networks. And for this she got a degree in Drama...

The new Blue Peter was okay - there was a genuinely good bit about Queen Mary's cool doll's house, which is basically a time capsule of 1924. And a bit about climbing up the spire of Salisbury cathedral, which was kind of cool because they showed all the medieval scaffolding that's inside it. And, um, a rather boring bit about new kids' films. It was the usual rather worthy stuff, but it's all a bit more glam, and they didn't do any "making things", which were always my favourite bits. I was basically just watching to see how it had changed (not a huge amount, as it happens), but it was still rather nice to see it again. And! They were doing their Appeal, and it was still a bring-and-buy sale, which brought me back. My friends and I had a b-n-b sale for Blue Peter once. Oh, the geekiness....

And, you can't get much more old than Fairport doing 'Tam Lin'!
Dec. 3rd, 2003 03:18 pm (UTC)
Ooh! Eggboxes! Dragon scales. Except our stupid kitchen had the Wrong Kind of Eggbox - polystyrene instead of that heavy paper stuff - and the paint just crawled off it. Most frustrating!
Dec. 3rd, 2003 03:58 pm (UTC)
Mix the paint with PVA glue! If, you know, you still want to be able to paint plastic egg boxes. [/also a nerdchild]
Dec. 3rd, 2003 04:56 pm (UTC)
Ooh! Eggboxes! Dragon scales.

My God - making that association again just released an incredible wave of memories about being a tween. Well, not indivual memories as such, but just a very powerful sense of what it was like to be 9 and living at home in the suburbs of Dublin. And looking now at the slice of the Verrazano Bridge visible from my bedroom window, I want my eggboxes. And sellotape. And Jackanory. And proper chips. And a big peat brickette fire in the sitting room. And my collection of Famous Five and Secret Seven books to read on the sofa. And a house full of familiar Christmas decorations down from the attic, especially the big cloth picture of a snowman my mum colored in TriChem fabric paint.

Hmmm, time to break out my stash of Jaffa Cakes and Barry's teabags...
Dec. 4th, 2003 01:54 am (UTC)
Or! A crocodile, with one of the boxes as its snapping jaws!

And sometimes when there was nothing else in the shop we had the evil polystyrene boxes, even though my environmentally friendly mother didn't like them. They were shit.
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