Man on the moon

Unlike every other boy my age (hmm…), I loved space, spent my few cents pocket money on space picture books that pre-dated the lunar landing, and thought I’d be on Mars by 1980, in the distant future of Gerry Anderson’s UFO, when everyone would wear wigs and silver miniskirts and have unisex bathrooms. I still […]

First Man

My review of the Apollo / Neil Armstrong biopic is that it is bloody brilliant and you should run out and see it. There you go. I am about as young as you can be and remember the first lunar landing. I recall where I was – climbing on the back paling fence at home. […]

APOLLO

I remember the moon landing. I kept asking my mother when they were going to put my cartoons on, instead of all this low quality space stuff. At about 3pm, I realised I would not be seeing my morning cartoons. It was just wrong. I think my basic sense of injustice springs from that event. […]