Doctor Who has form with audio stories – back in the 70s there were some vinyl LPs, like an abridged Genesis of the Daleks. Then there are the missing stories (https://fivemilesout.home.blog/2020/08/29/like-the-deserts-miss-the-rain/ ) that the BBC released on cassette (sometimes with bizarre linking commentary) and then on CD. The weirdest bit was in The Daleks MasterContinue reading “We Can’t Rewind We’ve Gone Too Far”
Tag Archives: 70s
The mighty arms of Atlas
It was an early departure from Agra for Khajuraho. Dad and I were both still ill with stomach upsets. The train journey lasted three hours and it was pretty cramped. We disembarked onto a small coach with little overhead storage – there were only five spare seats and some members of our group needed twoContinue reading “The mighty arms of Atlas”
Before I finally go insane
Italy in July is too hot. The Italians all go to the coast laughing at the foreign tourists who think that is the best time of year to explore the country. Pompeii is near the sea, but it is incredibly hot because of the wide-open space and the lack of shade. Our Tour Guide hadContinue reading “Before I finally go insane”
My one dream
Over the stretch of the last 40 or so years Madonna has been the most commercially successful female artist, but I think the most successful artistically is Kate Bush. Kate was a prodigiously gifted youngster, The Man With The Child In His Eyes was written when she was 16, and exploded into national consciousness withContinue reading “My one dream”
Pimps trying to catch a woman that’s weak
Bobby Womack was obviously a fun guy. His autobiography starts with his wife chasing him through their house and garage trying to shoot him. To be fair it was because she had caught him in bed with her daughter, his stepdaughter, so I think that she had every right to be mad. (Someone I workedContinue reading “Pimps trying to catch a woman that’s weak”
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery
I hate being ignorant, or rather not knowing about things. It is certainly impossible to know about everything, but I am thinking about how you can be frozen out of whole conversations or discussions because you just know nothing. This was hardest at school – at middle school I had no idea who any filmContinue reading “Emancipate yourself from mental slavery”
I’m old enough to face the dawn
When are you an adult? Old enough to face the world? I have to admit that when I was young I expected at some stage there to come a revelation and that I would be able to handle things, that I would be an adult and sound profound mystery of the world would be unlockedContinue reading “I’m old enough to face the dawn”
Would you still remember me
In the days before the internet when friends moved schools that was usually it – you never heard from them again. I made an effort and visited Royston after I moved away and some of the people visited me (plus we were prolific letter writers) but there were plenty of people I never saw again.Continue reading “Would you still remember me”
Rendez-Vous
Parties, I don’t really like parties anymore. Not being able to drink alcohol is part of that, but it is just such hard work to interact with people with the requisite loud music and in the semi darkness. My lack of dancing ability probably did not help either. Graham used to have good parties inContinue reading “Rendez-Vous”
Another Runner in the Night
Who is the second greatest sportsman ever? It’s a tough question. The greatest is an easy question and the answer is not Mohammed Ali. Ali’s main claim to being the greatest is that he kept saying he was and that Michael Parkinson repeated it for a long time.. Ali won an Olympic gold medal andContinue reading “Another Runner in the Night”
Five Miles Out 