5, 4, 3, 2, 1….
5, 4, 3, 2, 1….
By: jbhthescots@mac.com, Categories: Words & Images, 1 comment



There’s no denying it: The Gerry and Sylvia Anderson puppet shows were the backdrop to my childhood.  The first I can very dimly remember was the monochrome, primitivist, slightly eerie Supercar (the same age as me, launched  in 1961) with its goofy ensemble of mad professors, all-American heroes and sinister foreign agents. Then there was Fireball XL5.  Then came the great central works of his canon, Stingray, and Thunderbirds before the stranger late-period masterpieces of Joe 90 and Captain Scarlet.


Looking fondly back, there was a lot of casual stereotyping going on, particularly of foreign types with no hair or perhaps bad hair, and a tendency with a heat-seeking missile to blow someone’s car off the road. But of all of them, it was the Tracy brothers – Scott, Virgil, Alan, Gordon and John – who stood out in my cathode childhood. Every week, some devilish disaster would occur – invariably involving the Hood – and the good ol’ Tracy boys would pilot their awesome Thunderbirds to the scene to save the day.


And here is where you have to excuse my childhood indulgences, because for someone of a very young age (not to mention a somewhat vivid imagination), from a certain angle and at a distance, the historic St. George’s-Tron Church, in the heart of Glasgow, would always – and still does to this day – reminded me of Thunderbird 3, the giant orangey-red SSTO (that’s Single Stage to Orbit for those not altogether au fait with all things International Rescue) that hardly anyone liked compared to the other Tracy assets, but I actually had as a toy.


FAB, as the boys would say.


Leica M3 & 1.4/50mm Summilux pre-asph v2

Sekonic L-308S

Kodak TMax 100 (200)

HC-110 (Dil. B – 7min)

Vuescan & Plustek 7600i


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