LIFE IN THE most uncommercial, threadbare-looking department store in the world
WHAT THE SIMPSONS once did for the Clinton decade, Wait Til Your Father Gets Home did for Nixon-era America.
FIRST TV show to think that thunderously self-important po-faced analysis of politics would go down a treat at Sunday lunchtime.
EARLY ENTRY in the 1970s Children's Telly Fantasy Catalogue.
THAT FAMOUS theme tune was called "Impending Menace"
SKIVVY CANADIAN live action "drama"
WORTHY ADAPTATION of the book Minnow on the Say
CUE EXTENDED cymbal roll
DR LEW GRADE re-opens the ATV medical wing
ANOTHER OFFSPRING of ITV's Mystery Movie strand
THAT'S JOHN CRAVEN'S Newsround. Not the parade of non-threatening blandalikes in trendy haircuts who came afterwards.
IN A brave attempt to push kids-costume-drama conventions to a dangerous extreme, this languid effort (based on book by Ray Brown) opted...
DUTCH POLICE inspector played by BARRY FOSTER in a coat, but no-one cared about that.
SATIRE, EH, never as good as it blah blah blah.
NOWADAYS THIS is shorthand for everything that was shit about the 1970s, but in reality there was worse to be had in...
ANOTHER BBC thriller uncovering dark secrets in the Cretan underbelly
SEMINAL KIDS pursuit caper from pen of N.J. "DIXON" CRISP
A TEENAGE TINA HEATH of Blue Peter pregnancy fame dons a bad blue anorak and converses with one very scary witch
MORE FUTURISTIC folly, this time involving space rebel types hooking up with present day kids and, well, transplanting their dying leader's mind...
EARLY EVENING Cluedo-based antics with first EDWARD WOODWARD then JON P'TWEE as chairman.
"MICK JAGGER visiting a laundrette? It would probably be something…like this…"
"YOUR WEDNESDAY night entertainment on BBC2 continues at 9pm with another helping of..."
CHILDCENTRIC FIFTEEN minute afternoon filler.
COMES WITH a faintly ridiculous semi-mystical, hushed tones, doff-your-hat air nowadays
ARCH SATIRE on power games in the PR department of a large corporation and one most-literate series ever to grace the screen.
TWO PARAMEDICS in LA County go around clearing up other people's mess and, indeed, other people.
BANISH FROM YOUR MIND the current sex-in-the-shit-sheds kaboodle.
ROBERT HARDY unsheathed his best eccentric credentials for this bonkers Hammer-esque Victorian yarn.
EARLY RUN-OUT for renaissance man and "handsome chap" JOHNNY BALL.
MUDDY REWORKING of sprawling Arthurian swordsplay with OLIVER TOBIAS as The Nation's Hero.
A TWO-PRONGED, double-content pre-GRANDSTAND bonanza from P. Daniels' late "magic consultant".
NO CHEAP innuendo suggested by that title, no way.