Watching Telly With My Drinking Buddy – Blake’s 7

My fat headed, rotund, sweary little pile of sentient cloth and stuffing, Jeb, shares my like for science fiction. We certainly watched enough of it as a kid and a cub. One thing we’ve been meaning to do is get around to re-watching Blake’s 7. The only time we saw it was when it was first on telly and that, as Jeb so rightly put it, was fucking donkey’s yonks ago.

What put us off was the solid gold fact that the special effects are pants and that it would ruin our enjoyment. That and the fact...