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30 Apr 2008: Catastrophe Theory

THE TRUTH IS OUT! READ ALL ABOUT IT! EXTRA! EXTRA! Okay, I can come out of hiding and let you know now. It's all true. Aki and yo truly gonna have us a little one. It will call us Ma and Pa, and hopefully be able to gain super powers by the age of 14, but preferably not star in Heroes because I've never really enjoyed the series. Come on. I ask you.

So thank the Heavens we've moved into Beckenham and our larger place already. No rushing around looking for flats with more rooms as the baby continues to grow inexorably larger, a tiny time bomb, ready to go off after nine months.

So go on then - off you go looking at the pictures. I'll sit over here and whistle to myself. I'm real good at keepng myself amused.

Bonus Pictures

Ooh, managed to squeeze something in this year.

Hammerport Corner

‘You see until you mentioned the cat,’ said Paul, ‘I’m afraid to say - and this is most unprofessional of me - that I thought we were going nowhere. It’s not as if it was the perfect crime or anything, but the evidence points nowhere, no one had seen anything. No one had responded to our calls for help. Not even the people in her own hostel until we threatened to deport them. Some people are terribly unhelpful, Tom.’

The Weeping Maw is coming to an end. I've not really felt this piece is a coherent solid story, but not to worry. Next up will be a new Alpha and Omega story, In the Hands of Others. Alpha and Omega is probably the best thing on Hammerport, because its freaky and slightly impenetrable. I always enjoy writing those two.

YouTube Corner

Now I have professed my love for many televisual series.

I do love my Battlestar Galactica. The first series was great, and the second series was unexpectedly greater, a powerhouse of drama, easily making it this decade's Babylon 5. If you're looking for sci-fi with character and muscle instead of cartoony adventures for kids (oh, Doctor Who anyone?) then this is your stop. And such excellent music from Bear McCreary. They do have a lot to answer for, though, with a story slump that emerged in the middle of the third series and carried on right through Razor.

I also loved dearly my Carnivale, a beautiful series cut short after just two seasons, but what was there was great (and oh what an ending). It's nice to see fantasy presented on its own terms, understated, enigmatic, in for the long haul. A dark story - full of perversion and violence - illuminated by beguiling characters, an attention to period detail that would rival any Pride and Prejudice wannabe and some haunting atmosphere (you'll know what I mean when you've been to Babylon). I knew I'd love the series after I saw the hypnotic title sequence play.

And there was also Deadwood. Violent, often shocking, but extremely powerful character drama.

But the greatest series of all, one piece of television I can absolutely refer to as perfect without any buts or erms is... The Wire.

It's astonishingly good. There's the detail of police work; these are not heroes, jumping from scene to scene solving crimes, real po-lice work takes time. There's the authenticity of its characters; The Wire takes no stand, being a far more objective study about criminal behaviour than most documentaries, dragging you into sympathising with those on both sides of the fence. There is its cynical, knowing humour, which is laugh out loud at times. And there is the wonderful sense of human failure: some stories just fall out of mistakes, which don't feel in the remotest bit plotted - you know what I mean, hero is perfect for 15 episodes, then in episode 16 he makes a mistake just to create some interesting storyline for a change. No, everyone is real.

It's complex, which you only really get once you get into season 2 when you notice you're having to keep track of about ten different plots - and you're doing it. It takes a few episodes to acquire The Wire's stride, but then you're in for the ride.