Auckland was not the biggest city in New Zealand around this time, that would have been Dunedin, booming from the Otago gold rush. Goddamit Zoe!

A broken clock is still right twice a day.

The Ghostbusters C64 game - with its digitized speech and theme music - has a deserved place in computer gaming legend.

One of my favorite running gags in Spitting Image involved Alan Bennett and Thora Hird living together in very English domestic bliss, having hilariously incongruous conversations about sex.

HOT POTATO ORCHESTRA STALLS PUCK WILL MAKE AMENDS

Loved this, it was dark and hothouse and cerebral.

If they're not having a go with a bird, they're having a row with a wanker!

It used to be navy blue with yellow/red stripes (the colours of Trinity College, David Stirling's alma mater), but at some stage in the mid-80s it was replaced with a red brick building.

I thought he was silently weeping in joy at the spectacular sight of wall-to-wall Uruks who are gonna fuck up the hairy jocks who used to bully him.

There's this bit in Two Towers when Grima is telling him how vulnerable the Rohirrim refugees will be, saying "There will be women…and children," at which point Lee raises a eyebrow ever-so-slightly, and in doing so portrays more profound villainy than a thousand Herods.

Sean Bean - Richard Sharpe, Boromir, Ned Stark, Lovelace (Clarissa), Mellors (Lady Chatterley's Lover).

I fucking love Gangster No. 1, it's one of the best depictions of a London gangster I've ever seen.

I still pine for the comic Patsy, but the oblique references to her mother in the show are definitely interesting. In the comics, Pats' mum was this pushy stage mother who was later revealed (during Hellcat's relationship with Hellstrom) to have been a Satanist who sold her daughter's soul in exchange for success! …

Best Anne Boleyn ever. She had the right combination of sultry sexuality, fierce intelligence, and subversive humour that defined her character, and really brought her to life.

Like a slightly less creepy Julian Sands.

Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B, A, Start.

I know this is a trivial fanboy complaint, but I sort of miss the wacky redhead Patsy of the comics. She's essentially just the name stuck onto a de facto Carol.

My only complaint is that Patsy Walker isn't the cheese-and-crackers heroine I always loved.

Tell me when will we dine,
Tell me Squanto Squanto Squantooooooo
Just as long as there's no wine,
Us Puritans aren't too fond of that.

Of the four Star franchises: Wars, Trek, Gate, and Search, Wars is easily my third favorite.