So, there I was, on tenterhooks, fully wakened, when sleep should have preceded it by at least an hour. I’d been watching the best programme on the box, by some distance at the moment, and Borgen had not let me down.
I lay in bed, gazing at the ceiling and contemplating what had gone before, when on came an old familiar tune and graphic. The Old Grey Whistle Test, and a 70s special. Elton was a mere boy, and Bowie had yet to reach his inSane period. But we had Elkie Brooks and Robert Palmer, in their Vinegar Joe days, Nick Lowe – another wee boy way back when, and much more. And there was Bob, Marley of that Ilk, with the Wailers.
But I had to stop around 1974, and sleep took over.
It’s been one of those weeks for Nostalgia. Back on the box again and I dipped into Take the High Road, episode 4 this time. Still no sign of Mrs Mack and her bunnets, but she does make an appearance this week, down at the Rural Hall. For she’s judging the Carrot Cake competition. But it’s wimmin only, and high time we got that Big Red Shed project moving along. Then the boys could have Mrs Mack all to themselves.
It was a week when a mighty tome arrived from our favourite online retailer, and to hang with the tax consequences. Even My Favourite Bookshop wouldn’t have this one in stock. Nostalgia is a German production; photographs from a pre-revulotion Russia; pictures from a century ago. It is stunning, and they’re all in colour. Yes colour photography, from the early 20th century, of Russia under the Czar. I might just drop in a little picture now and again. Here’s a starter:
That is the quaintly named Saint Nicholas the Wonder Worker Church, taken from the west in 1910. You want more? Well how about this one:
Mine workers, at Bakalskii, also in 1910. So if I happen to drop in some other pictures, perhaps related to nothing at all, they’re likely to be colour photographs by Sergei Mikhailovich Prokudin-Gorskii, superbly put together by gestolten.
Now, let’s see if I can find the rest of the OGWT on that iPlayer, and see who else is blasting from the past.