Welcome to my perfumed garden

Then follow me to You Tube! Yes, you know you're very old and probably terribly sad when you've spent all Sunday morning watching this

and this!

this...
this...
this!

and (omg!) THIS! Continuity clock squee!

and this - of more regionally restricted interest but (OMG!) made me almost wee myself with teh joy!)

and this is particularly awesome, parts 2 and 3 especially with A Whole Scene Going, Dee Time and Late Night Line Up - absolute gold, my fellow children of the sixties.

Ah. I feel giddy. I need a cup of tea and a nice sit down now.

...called 55brianb has uploaded a load of trade test transmission films to You Tube (yes, I'm still on You Tube). Remember those, children? They used to show them during the day on BBC2 back when there hardly any daytime TV at all. They include Light, which my sister and I still quote (how beautiful you are on the retina of my eye...! heh) and my own favourite, the magnificent Paint.

I remember them so well. I've been watching them all day! I know, I be bad but I'm a grown up now, I can do what I want. *g*

Apparently, I am: Bacchus, God of Wine

At parties you're the first to arrive and the last to leave. Bacchus wasn't only the God of Wine but also what wine represented to the Romans: hedonistic pleasure. Like the experimental and adventurous attitude the Romans attributed to Bacchus, you totally relate to expressing yourself as a free individual and firmly believe in escaping the boring confines of everyday life. Basically, if it feels good, you do it!

I don't think that's much of a surprise to anyone, really.

Which Roman God are you?

Awkward, Northern and a cunt.

Alan Bennett, almost perfect. Humanity just doesn't get any better, really.