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Post by schmindie on Jul 16, 2007 23:09:04 GMT
When I was little I was obsessed with this TV show. I used to wear a hariband over my forehead and pretend it was a treansducer and that I was moving thrings around WITH MY MIND, and that microwaves were used to wash/dry clothes and that all watches talked to you. Anyone else...? www.classickidstv.co.uk/wiki/The_Girl_From_Tomorrow
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Post by schmindie on Jul 17, 2007 7:18:35 GMT
The first paragraph really needs a "dun Dun DUUUUUUN!!!!!" at the end.
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Post by Bungle on Jul 23, 2007 15:42:46 GMT
Tomorrow's End was rubbish though. What a disappointment.
It's out on DVD in Australia - used to be an edited movie-type version but I think it's had a full release now.
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Post by Cherubic on Jul 23, 2007 21:27:59 GMT
Was Tomorrow's End when they blow up a satelite (or peace platform!?) and everyone died, in a very poorly acted way?
To be fair this is eternally confused in my mind with Cold Lazarus, what with the silly clothes, post apocalyptic scenario and blatant gigilos walking round in metallic thongs and cling film shorts. Probably that last detail doesn't come from a children's show.
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Post by Smudge on Jul 25, 2007 1:19:34 GMT
My mum used to let me have the day off school so I could watch the repeats on Sky!
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Post by zaffra on Jul 25, 2007 9:42:00 GMT
It always reminded me of the B-52's song Wig, there's a spoken bit which goes I like to call my wig Alana... You should hear what it calls you!
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Post by ironical on Aug 3, 2007 1:24:35 GMT
I loved this! I used to wear one of those glow sticks that turn into a circle on my head and try to levitate things and it's all down to this. The one thing that's always stuck in my head is when Jenny found an old pancake on the floor of a room she was locked in and pretended it was sick. I always think of that whenever I see pancakes now.
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Post by FeelsLikeKellyCrabtree on Aug 19, 2007 20:16:30 GMT
That wasn't a pancake. It was an actual fake sick, the sort over friendly uncles by from joke shops
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