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FREEFLOW


'It took five seconds for me to decide whether marionettes were as my sister deemed them 'creepy' or, as my parents claimed, classic television. One blast of that famous theme tune and I was captivated, utterly and inexplicably. Alan's blond hair, his orange space ship and his, er, creative dress sense had me returning week after week to Tracy Island; just to make sure that he never fell off a bridge without his brothers there to catch him, that he didn't crash one of his race cars, that he truly had escaped those giant alligators that haunted me for days on end.

Yet, in the years following my first sight of those brightly coloured rescue machines, my preferences changed slightly. I started to see the strings, the cardboard scenery and the miniature set, and could not maintain my enthusiasm. I had hit, to quote Disney, the age of not-believing.

Still, as I have come to realise, my parents are usually right. Their 'classic television' could not stay hidden away forever, and once more, the strings were gone, leaving behind those Tracy boys and their high octane adventures; Alan's hair was just as bright as I remembered, and Thunderbird 3 had lost none of its lustre, but my thoughts became far more occupied by the older siblings. Virgil and his green machine: Scott and his silver bullet. Even John and his omnipresent dependability leapt at me from the screen, demanding my attention once more. And I was happy to let them have it too.

Now fifteen years older, debatably wiser, and with a growing cynicism for all things 'modern and gritty', the allure of honest, simple, decent family television is tantalising. And with the discovery of fanfiction, my world became filled with colour once more; streaks of green, yellow, orange and silver, and my favourite, blue, racing through my imagination, inspiring the writer in me to grab these images from my childhood and reanimate them as the living, breathing characters I believed them to be.

Although the TV series may be in the past, stories and fiction mean that the Tracy family are kept vital and thriving in the here and now. My master plan is to wait and see what happens between now and 2065, in the hope that the world becomes all that Gerry Anderson imagined it would. Until then, I guess reading and writing adventures of the Thunderbirds cast will have to do.

Well, there are worse ways to spend the next fifty seven years!'


FREEFLOW'S STORIES: Fragile
Reasonable Doubt
Unquestionable
   
 
 
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