in the mid to late 60’s when I was at Primary School in Birmingham, we had one TV in the building. It was kept in the Visual Aids Room and wheeled into our classroom on a tall trolley. I only remember one programme, it was about the mail train, how our post got from A-B. Kudos to the filmmakers for the impact it had on me.

i can also remember watching one episode of Mystery and Imagination, at home. Some poor soul had been buried alive and when the coffin was finally exhumed it had deep scratches on the inside of the lid.

Another time watching a Western I saw the Indians/Injuns were circling a wagon train and decided in that situation I would play dead. How old was I? 8? I don’t know.

But I digress..Each morning I shall now visit WordPress School and see how much I can digest in one sitting. All was going well for some time before I glazed over and realised I had reached a point where I would need to start that particular section again, refreshed.

Onwards and upwards.