Ah, innocent kids' telly.
Before the advent of 'Political-Correctness' and 'Inclusivity' there was 'Watch With Mother'. The series was screened during the daytime, when mothers were deemed to be doing what mothers did in the 1950's - looking after the kids.
'Bill & Ben' alternated with equally imaginative 'Rag, Tag & Bobtail', 'Andy Pandy' and 'The Wooden Tops'. They were a couple of strange individuals who lived in a pair of large flowerpots. A larger weed grew up between them. It could speak to the flowerpot men, communicating every nuance of expression by the single word - 'weed'.
They themselves also had a strange vocabulary which seemed to be composed mainly of the former Serbian dictator's name - Slobodan Milosevitch. Every week they were roused by the weed and got into one silly little adventure or other, before that same ever-alert plant heard that the man who worked in the garden had finished his dinner and was coming down the garden parth...
They were string puppets, as most animation characters were in those days. At some stage, the dreaded Political-Correctness crept in, declaring that their vocabulary might impede the development of infant speech.
Well; it never affected my schlobalob.
Before the advent of 'Political-Correctness' and 'Inclusivity' there was 'Watch With Mother'. The series was screened during the daytime, when mothers were deemed to be doing what mothers did in the 1950's - looking after the kids.
'Bill & Ben' alternated with equally imaginative 'Rag, Tag & Bobtail', 'Andy Pandy' and 'The Wooden Tops'. They were a couple of strange individuals who lived in a pair of large flowerpots. A larger weed grew up between them. It could speak to the flowerpot men, communicating every nuance of expression by the single word - 'weed'.
They themselves also had a strange vocabulary which seemed to be composed mainly of the former Serbian dictator's name - Slobodan Milosevitch. Every week they were roused by the weed and got into one silly little adventure or other, before that same ever-alert plant heard that the man who worked in the garden had finished his dinner and was coming down the garden parth...
They were string puppets, as most animation characters were in those days. At some stage, the dreaded Political-Correctness crept in, declaring that their vocabulary might impede the development of infant speech.
Well; it never affected my schlobalob.
