Well I was watching a couple of episodes from 1966, the year I was born, and the first thing I’ve got to complain about is – where the ‘eck is this?
And, also, where are those paper undies, which, as I get older, seem more and more sensible?
Raymond Baxter assured us on the programme that, by the year 2000, we would all have no hair and all be wearing nylon wigs so, as Raymond pointed out ‘just a quick wipe with a damp cloth and your head’s as good as new. ‘
It’s an excellent idea.
Worms will be a major source of our protein intake and forget about the energy crisis our houses will be wrapped in some secret honeycombed material that absorbs sunshine and heats them up for free.
Although, it wasn’t all good. Some incredibly posh children interviewed in 1966 had a very pessimistic view of the future. Most said they’d be dead or living in caves after a nuclear holocaust.
One poor girl said that ‘everyone would be squashed together and there’ll be no fun’, which sounds exactly like my daughter’s weekend at Creamfields a couple of weeks ago
Another 10 year old, who really thought this through, said ‘satellites will interfere with the weather and the sea will rise and we’ll be underwater, apart from a few hilly areas’ which is why we moved back to Cumbria.
So, there’s good and bad, I’ve still got my hair, but there’s no dog walking robots, we don’t eat worms and live underwater and if you want to be squashed together and have no fun you can always go to Creamfields.