Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Another year begins....

Think back to when you were a kid.  Such a date as 2015 would have been in the depths of Eagle magazine's future archives.  It would have been a projected date for something shown by Tomorrow's World's Raymond Baxter, bless him.  The old, posh Spitfire pilot telling you of things to come.

2015...sheesh.  We'd all be wearing roll-knecks in fabrics that needed no washing,  wearing communicators on our wrists and flying around in personal hovercraft that made a noise like the opening track on Moody Blues' On the Threshold of a Dream.
So far the roll-kneck has come and gone, sweaty armpits still need washing and we have only just got a wrist phone, my son has one.  Personal skycraft like cars?  Dream on.

Damn, it's over 50 years since I first heard the Beatles!

Happy 2015.


  1. There you go man
    Keep as cool as you can
    Face piles of trials with smiles
    It riles them to believe
    That you perceive
    The web they weave...
    And keep on thinking free (and modelling)

    1. Haha, I can remember that, when I need to as well. Thanks for the memory.
      and "Your magnetic ink".

  2. Happy New year to you as well. Marian says thanks for the Moody Blues mention!
    Two concerts she never misses, Moody Blues and AC/DC. Go figure.
    50 years since you first heard the Beatles....moan..... My car don't fly, my wrist communicator don't communicate either. So 2015 isn't all that bad really is it?

  3. Moody Blues...good
    I can't even work Chris's mobile phone, never mind a communicator. But I was looking forward to zooming about about 40 feet above the plebs by now. It's just that date 2015...wooo-ooh, ooh. Cue corny sci-fi noise...