If only Peter Powell had stuck to stunt kites.

No one ever talks about Mariah Carey's unpopular first husband, Pariah Carey.

Another solid edition of Everyone Still Loves Lis Sladen Magazine this month.

#WhereIdeasComeFrom "Anyway, one day Will Kempe rolls in with these donkey and lion's head props some mate of his from the alehouse knocked up. He waggles their eyes at me and says 'I can do some funny business with these, Bill- bung a play 'round 'em.'"

Firefox appears to have lost my passwords. That's a nice faff.

#WhoBore Three times Doctor Who really cared about getting the science right. 1) During a planning meeting in 1963. 2) Briefly in 1966. 3) For about a fortnight in 1980.

This is a lovely adaptation capturing Dickens' spookiness, campaigning, sentimentality and stupid character names. First class performances, gorgeous music and sound design. The poor may always be with us but we can still build more wonderful lives. Recommended for cool cockles.

Meant to share this local news a couple of days ago. Because technically... No, that's a stay of execution.

#TheOuterLimitsBore I have completed the 1960s Outer Limits. Conventional wisdom has it the first season with its "monster of the week" fables was better and the second season that attempted to stretch the format was far poorer. Yup, conventional wisdom is bang on there.

Just the read the sad news of the death of Chris Boucher. A writer whose sardonic wit, deft characterisation and pacy plotting elevated a number of British radio and TV dramas in the 70s and 80s. I loved his work and the dry self deprecation which perhaps left him underestimated.

The good thing about a character limit is it encourages you to express yourself economically and makes it far easier to get into conversational back and forth. Longer posts enable mind splurgers and tweeters who want to broadcast rather than chat. We can get essayists elsewhere.

Musk's Fauci tweet makes it hard for me to justify being active here. Let's chat eleswhere.