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Very nice! I'd not seen it before either. And yes, that definitely sounds like Japser (well, who else would it be in any case?).
"I've often said that the difference between British and American SF TV series is that the British ones have three-dimensional characters and cardboard spaceships, while the Americans do it the other way around."
Oh, I'm really deaf all right. Not completely, mind, but enough to have to have sub-titles on the TV, and a special earpiece on the phone, and a wife with a permanent sore throat from shouting. I miss listening to music the most.
That's why I spend so much time talking on line; it's a hell of a lot less effort than talking in real life.
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I am very interested in the Universe. I am specialising in the Universe and everything surrounding it. - E. L. Wisty
My Mum denied that she was going deaf for years. About a year ago, she started saying "but I've been deaf in one ear for years." True, but what about the other ear, Mum ? And why are you using the subtitles on the telly, if you can hear OK ? (She couldn't hear that question because she had the volume on the telly so loud...)
Just before Christmas, Mum submitted and had her hearing tested. Guess what - she needed a hearing aid ! I think she had been putting it off because she feared she'd have to wear some enormous plastic box, like Granny had 25 years ago, and because going deaf is what happens to old folk and Mum doesn't like to admit she's 71 (Doesn't look it, though).
Well, she's got a hearing aid, which you can't see, but she's grumbled. She complained that she could hear me walking across the carpet and that everything was far too noisy. I'm happier if she can hear me approaching; the number of times I startled her by walking up and starting to speak....can't have been good for her heart.
It starts to hurt after a while and she was convinced they'd made it for the wrong ear. Must ask how she's getting on with it now.
For those who can't/havn't heard it, here's a quick transcription:
The World of Thursday Next.
Imagine a world where you can travel into fiction. Where mammoths migrate through your back yard. And a place where aunts can be trapped in poems.
Imagine a world where dodos are kept as pets. Where time is soft and pliable. And where the Goliath(TM) corporation rule over all.
Imagine a world where vampires and werewolves reside. Where Miss Havisham drives a Porsche. And where fictional characters come to life.
If you can imagine all this, you are ready to enter the world of Thursday Next.