Chocky

I wrote recently about the new radio adaptation of The Chrysalids that I'd tripped over a couple of weeks ago, but, in the past few days, another dramatisation of a John Wyndham novel has come into my mind. While I was somewhat disappointed with the recent BBC radio offering, the earlier example, made as a children's TV series, was one that I very much enjoyed. I'd read Chocky several times before the TV series was made, and, as I tend to do, had my mental picture of the cast of characters and the settings pretty much ingrained, leaving me rather dubious about the prospects for the adaptation, all the more so because of its target audience - dumbing down was very much in my mind. In the event, though, the series was pretty faithful to the book, albeit time-shifted twenty years or so forward to be contemporary to the mid-eighties release date of the programmes. There was another reason I was such a fan of the series, too - the main character of the novel is a boy, and the young actor cast in the starring role, Andrew Ellams, was an utter cutie! Another of my boy crushes, immortalised forever by the magic of celluloid! And not just celluloid - a little 'research' the other night suggested that the series is available online, so I might well be reacquainting myself with 'digital Andrew' before too long!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B