A small piece of my childhood (a warm and happy place*) has drawn to a close.
How wonderful to spend your life giving so much delight - and narrative structure - to small people's lives?
I'm not going to get all gushy, because I'm sure other bloggers will do grater justice to the subject than I can, and saying 'they don't make 'em like that any more' makes me sound like a bit of a old fool.**
But it's fair to say, I think, that his genius rests in a time when telly for younger people was peaceful, a bit homespun and lacking in high-tech special effects - and was still totally engrossing.***
So, in tribute, here is a wee bit of my personal favourite, Ivor the Engine:
I expect Lucy Mangan will need to be heavily sedated before she can talk about this.
UPDATE: Tim and Annie are leading the tributes.
* Mostly. Apart from the GIANT ALIEN SPIDERS.
** They don't though. Although obviously In The Night Garden and Space Pirates have their own amazing merits.
*** Although it also fair to say that Tottie: The Story of a Dolls' House freaked the shiz out of me - in a healthy and life-forming way. Does anyone else remember THE ONE WHERE THEY CAUGHT FIRE??