And now the end is near and so I face the final curtain. So said the Chairman of the Board himself, Frank Sinatra.
In the mid-90s I briefly took a break from playing Goldeneye on the Nintendo 64 and worrying about who would win the musical face-off between Blur and Oasis to watch children’s television.
Earlier this week, for reasons now forgotten, I was looking back over some old articles I had written and came across one which had the phrase ‘Occupied France’.
So my R plates come down in just over two weeks. Big whoop I know. Some people reading this column have been driving for years and will be thinking ‘so what?’
So here we are in the space year 2012. While we’re not yet living on the moon or eating our meals in pills as TV and films had promised me, one thing promised long ago will definitely be taking place this year – the switching off of the terrestrial television signal in Northern Ireland.
Did you know Bob Holness played the saxophone solo in Baker Street? It took precisely three seconds from the revelation of the former Blockbusters host’s death last week for someone to present the office with that ‘fact’.