Monday, 20 July 2009

A Small Step For A Man

I must be about the only person on the planet who did not witness Mr. Neil Armstrong take his (and Our! and OUR! Our?????) first step onto the moon.

I was only 11 and cannot remember precisely why I refused to watch the Great Event, and instead went up to my bedroom. Certainly I was too young (by a year or so) for Masturbation: it cannot have been a More Pressing Priority. And I did not have an Airfix Kit to finish. Yet.

As I remember it was because the whole circus was presented on a grainy b&w AuntyBBC TV set by the gruesome James Burke*, a kind of pre-Celebrity celebrity.

Readers: Just get with the flow, Johnson. Push that broom.

* and Patrick Moore and Cliff Michelmore... Jesus H. Christ no wonder I bridled. But J. Burke was the frontman for the Landing, I am certain.


Hal 9000 said...

And all we REALLY got 32 years later was a bubble:

Ohara said...

Well I was only two so I have a good excuse. I did, however, turn the TV off during the immediate newsflash coverage of 9/11, I couldn't stand all the speculation.

Chertiozhnik said...

All I want for Chrithtmath is me two front monolith.

I watched the Christmas edition of Eastenders a couple of Christmases ago. That was rough.