This week’s main event is Attack of the 50 Foot Woman (1993) starring Daryl Hannah.
4.00 ITV Schools: Near and Far – What is a Street?
4.20 ITV Schools: Choices for Tomorrow – Cars Without Chaos
4.45 BBC Schools: Scene – The Traveller
5.05 BBC Schools: Mindstretchers – Calendars
5.15 BBC Schools: Now and Then – Prisoner in the Tower
5.40 Thomas the Tank Engine – S02E15 Better Late Than Never
5.45 Thomas the Tank Engine – S02E16 Break Van
5.55 BBC Evening News (03.10.82)
6.05 Thunderbirds – S01E05 Edge of Impact
6.55 Brookside – Episode 1009
7.20 Star Trek: The Next Generation – S03E03 The Survivors
7.55 Star Trek: The Next Generation – S03E04 Who Watches the Watchers
8.40 Steptoe and Son – S05E06 T.B. or Not T.B.?
9.10 Sanford and Son – S01E05 A Matter of Life and Breath
9.35 Attack of the 50 Foot Woman (1993)
11.15 Micro Live – Episode 15
11.10 Open University – Organic Chemistry: Why Build Models?
A year of this lockdown shite now. You know what I miss?
Jostling at roundabouts with Audi wankers, busy shit chip shops that should be shut, Tory placards in tiny gardens, the poor going round and round oweing nine of ten, other sour commuters, the token fat straggler dropping from hen night orbit, cashpoint knifecrime, nameless Tinder big-titted nurses with forgettable faces falling for my addled fraudulent fawning, The Boys, any horizon at all anywhere ever, the hairdresser’s tit on my shoulder, Victoria forward, Eleanor bent, smoker solidarity, bus trips for kush trips, drunk pickup tips, she’s too old to be out/she’s too young to be out, what a knob/seeing myself in windows, thirsty queues in doldrum dockside boozers on overcast grey football Sundays, sneering at Ubers, slags, political beer, last trains full of the sozzled irate, it’s no Big Issue mate I just don’t have change for a copy, overheard shitty city lingo, pint glasses not my own, no such thing as a travel corridor, three screaming ambulances in a row, urinal chitchat, pills in fields w/ friends w/ tunes, condoms in the park, phantom foreign girls, other shores of beauty inconceivable, getting fucking well barred, Mr. Sun with his shades on smiling down with a pina colada in one gloved hand and a spliff in the other, tongues I’ll never know, texts that say WHERE R U?, condoms in McDonald’s, seagulls shitting on slaver statues, another parade, befriending cats, morning sessions, cheap laffs @ gym windows, crap fat petrol station lattes, terror levels, using tangible moolah, birds dancing round handbags, 2AM temporary friends, the itinerant’s sermon requesting change from us all, ambient smackheads
……. Yknow. Just a bit of normality