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Have been browsing around the interwebs in my usual haphazard way between feds and ablutions and have discovered that there is to be another entry in the Stargate series of series.

I have a bad feeling about this…

I enjoyed the original movie and TV series although haven’t watched any episodes since the departure of Richard Dean Anderson. Atlantis, for the few episodes I watched, was ok but seemed a bit like DS9 meets Voyager. (I like David Hewlet’s Dr McKay – �I always seem to like the android or the jerk) The new show’s premise, a bunch of people stuck on a ship far far away from home with no obvious way of getting back, seems lifted very much from Voyager/Lost in Space. Oh, and the title of ‘Stargate:Universe’ well it is a bit lame. But then again do we need another sci-fi show with this premise? The other bad, bad premise is the evil clone of the lead character – but I must not get on to Nemesis and how it could have been the best trek or we will be here all day.

I wonder if middle age is catching up with me, which is worrying, I can recall being pumped about new episodes of DS9 or the original(and best) Stargate. But now I’m just filled with foreboding. I’ve not regularly watched a tv show since I was in uni, then again I’ve no longer got any coursework to avoid.

I’d much rather have the promised and now defunct Quantum Leap revival of sorts, or how about a trip down the Time Tunnel again? James Darren’s turn on DS9 should at least pique some interest…

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Have just been reading the wikipedia page for the new Stargate show – perhaps what bothers me is the the characters all(or most) seem to be younger than me! That and the Eli Hitchcock character description is very very close to that of Jeffers on Hyperdrive….

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When I was younger, much younger, I never knew how long it was until Christmas. My parents would have to actively wake me up on Christmas morning. They achieved this through, well let’s be honest, A Web of Lies.

I didn’t watch a lot of television and what I did watch was the BBC even though we lived in Ireland. So through a lack of commercials and the cunning idea of telling me that Christmas fell on a different day in the UK my parents kept me firmly in the dark, thus giving them some breathing room.

Now some twenty plus years later I find myself again in that state of not realising just how close to the wire things are. To a stay at home mother whose only desire is to get through the next block of time completely on her own with a small child without too much in the way of squirming changes or yogurty yuck-up, Thursday seems a life time away. Of course it isn’t really, but at least as of this evening all but two of the presents have been bought and wrapped.

I’m pretty much geared up for a not-too stressful Christmas, we are going to be at Jon’s parents’ and there will be four generations of us there; with Jon’s parents, grandparents, us and Amelia rounding or odding things out. Next year will see us decamping to Dublin for the first Christmas in Dublin for quite a while.