How we mocked Dr Who for its low budget conviction that most of the planets and moons in the Universe (firm enough for humanoids to be chased across by stuntmen in monster suits) resembled abandoned gravel pits. Who’s laughing now?
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12 Comments
You can see Kerr Avon’s shadow in the first picture.
Kerr Avon is casting a much bigger shadow nowdays.
He’s had a special pouch installed so he can carry ORAC around with him, and still have his hands free for smoking and drinking.
I’m still trying to work out how a US cancer surgeon knows about ORAC. Did Blake’s Seven do well in the states?
Who is Kerr Avon? (Is Kerr Avon Who?) Does he go door to door, saying “Kerr Avon calling?”
Kerr Avon was a lightweight.
It’s not how a U.S. cancer surgeon knows about Orac. It’s how Orac knows about that U.S. cancer surgeon. (Or how Orac knows you’ve been talking about it.)
And, as you are aware, Orac knows all.
Respectfully Insolently yours (or Insolently Respectfully yours),
ORAC
Blimey, mention a character from an obscure British sci-fi series and it all turns into some kind of lefty blogger love-in.
Define ‘love-in’.
Orac is not a “lefty blogger.” It is neither left nor right. It is only concerned with knowledge and reason.
Sectors are a thing of the past. I thought you’d agreed.
OK, so it was sort of a stupid question, but having not seen Blake’s Seven since it was first shown (1978-81), and then somehow assumed that, like a lot of SF characters, none of them had more than one name each …
BTW, why did his parents name him after the Galloping Gourmet?
Looks a little like the galloping sorbet, come to think of it. Best not to mention TV chefs - PG will get started on more gratuitous Nigella