When I was a young girl, we didn’t have a television. My parents were slow adopters. But it was OK because our neighbours, the Phillips, did. And by the way, Mrs Phillips was a much better cook than my mum.
My absolute favourite program was The Adventures of Robin Hood. Shot in black and white, who can forget that catchy theme tune? Robin Hood, Robin Hood/Riding through the glen/Robin Hood, Robin Hood/With his band of men/Feared by the bad, loved by the good/ Robin Hood, Robin Hood.
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