We begin Series Two with a big downer. In my youth this was the king-hell terror – sure, we were post-polio, but the very idea of PARALYSIS was enough to freak you out, and it kept me from diving into anything shallower than 16 feet. It’s bad enough that the little lass has a bad leg – no, she has to see the kids playing with youthful abandon. Rather cruel of them, when you think of it.

I still think it should be the National Foundation AGAINST Infantile Paralysis, frankly.