I have just finished leafing through this year’s Christmas Radio Times. There normally isn’t a great array of programmes or films that instantly appeal to me over the festive period, but I have just found something that looks rather promising.

The BBC has made a new adaption of John Wyndham’s, ‘The Day of the Triffids’. It is being shown in two ninety minute parts. This is one of my favourite books of all time so I’m really looking forward to watching it. Please don’t let them make a hash of it. The worst case scenario, for me, is if they go and turn it into a showcase for the ludicrous amount of money they spend on CGIs. Much like what they have done with the new Dr. Who really…

I can remember when they did their last dramatisation of ‘The Day of the Triffids’ in the eighties. I was a kid and it was one of the best programmes I’d ever seen! I loved the whole idea of only a few people being able to see and having to fight for survival against a legion of killer plants.

Mind you, this is probably just a case of remembering television programmes through a rose tinted 22” screen… If I watched the last series of it now, then the chances are that it would be hopelessly dated and probably even laughable.

Sometimes it is best to just have a blurry memory of things. If you hunt them down and drag them back out into the light then it is often a very disappointing business. I know this because there have been other things from the past that I have seen again in more recent years. Ninety-nine percent of the time they just don’t cut the mustard anymore. If you leave things in your memory then they will always be magical to you.

Before I go all of you, I have a new bit of news about the ski holidays bookings for our Christmas trip. I need part of the cost by this weekend.