Friday night watching Taxi, waiting
for the fish ‘n’ chips – the relief
after Thursday, scared shitless with
Ripley’s Believe It Or Not (and mostly
just because of Jack Palance’s voice).
Wednesday was Fair Go, and we gave it
exactly that. Because on Tuesdays there
was Night Court and Cheers and if
Monday wasn’t offering much that was okay,
because I’d spent the whole weekend watching
the same episode of The Young Ones over
and again. So long as the timer on the VCR
had been set right. That was dad’s job.
Mum made the milos, baked lovely treats.