What I Love About Gerry Anderson
The puns in Dick Spanner
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What I Love About Gerry Anderson
The puns in Dick Spanner
The Secret Service episode ‘Errand Of Mercy’
Thunderbirds!
Lavender Castle
Stingray
Anderson legends: The life and work of Shane Rimmer
Anderson legends: The life and work of Shane Rimmer
Shane Rimmer was born Shane Lance Deacon in Toronto Canada on May 28th 1929. As a young man he got his start as a disc jockey on the radio station CKLB Oshawa working alongside Paul Summerville and Johnny Wacko, and soon the three friends joined forces as a cabaret act; The Three Deuces. The group toured extensively in England before going on to the Palace Theater in New York, but when they…
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Gerry's Gorey Demise
Content warning: Gore/gore mentions!
(Woooooooooo! I finally got this bad boy done! This here is a little something I wrote for Halloween! It's late but better late than never! XD)
(Credits towards the original song "A Gorey Demise" by Creature Feature as inspiration! For as dark as this song is, it's pretty dang catchy! Link to it will be at the end)
(Unfortunately the one letter I couldn't find a Gerry Anderson character for was Q. But I hope this is still ok! Big thanks to @katblu42 for beta reading and helping me with this! Happy late Halloween and stay safe Anderfans and fam!😊👻❤🧡💛💚💙💜💖🖤)
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On the night of Halloween, in an unknown void of darkness, monstrous mischief was alight. Ghouls flew around over the place, unnerving creatures chattered with one another in a series of unintelligible screeches and squawks, and all while mutilated bodies friendly yammer amicably amongst their corpse companions. The loud tinkle of a glass catches everyone’s attention.
“Alright, everybody sit down, quiet down, and listen up!” announced a battered and bloodied Virgil Tracy. “As you’ve may have guessed, we’re all gathered here to recite the annual obituaries. Every year we start from A to Z.” With a loud clap of his bruised hands, the crowd turned towards the stage that sat behind Virgil.
“Alright. Is the band ready?”
“Ready!” Captain Blue gave a thumbs up behind the drums.
“Hit it Adam!”
“One and a two...”
A is for Alan who drowned in a pool
B is for Brains who was eaten by ghouls
C is for Conrad with disease of the brain
D is for Dick who derailed on a train
E is for Ed who was buried alive
F is for Fermat who was stabbed in the eye
G is for Gordon who died in the womb
H is for Hood who was sealed in a tomb
“ONE BY ONE, WE BITE THE DUST, WE KICK THE BUCKET AND BEGIN TO RUST
GIVE UP THE GHOST WHEN YOUR NUMBER’S UP
WE ALL FALL DOWN!”
“ASHES TO ASHES, BONES TO PASTE
YOU’ll WITHER AWAY IN YOUR RESTING PLACE
ETERNITY IN A WOODEN CASE
WE ALL FALL DOWN!”
I is for Ian who lost his front brakes
J is for Jeff who was bitten by snakes
K is for Kyrano who was shot in the head
L is for Lady P who bled and bled
M is for Marina who was burnt to a crisp
N is for Nine who was pummeled by fists
O is for Ochre who lived life too fast
P is for Parker who swallowed some glass
“La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la”
“Alright lads, all together now.”
“ONE BY ONE, WE BITE THE DUST WE KICK THE BUCKET AND BEGIN TO RUST
GIVE UP THE GHOST WHEN YOUR NUMBER’S UP
“ASHES TO ASHES BONES TO PASTE
YOU’ll WITHER AWAY IN YOUR RESTING PLACE
ETERNITY IN A WOODEN CASE
WE ALL FALL DOWN!”
Q is for Quiton who took the wrong trail
R is for Roger who rotted in jail
S is for Scott who was shot with a bow
T is for Tin-Tin who froze in the snow
U is for Unwin who was trampled by hooves
V is for Virgil who fell off the roof
W is for White who was hit by a car
X is for X20 who sunk in the tar
Y is for Yung who fell off a plane
Z is for Zodiac who simply went...
INSANE!
(Once again, credits towards the original song! ^^ )
Last night I dreamt I was recovering badly in a hospital and Scott Tracy was narrating the entirety of Dick Spanner P.I. as a bedtime story.
Dick Spanner P.I. - Channel 4 - 1986 - 1987
Comedy (22 episodes)
Running Time: 6 minutes appx
Voiced by Shane Rimmer
The program was originally broadcast in the United Kingdom as a segment of the Sunday morning show Network 7 on Channel 4, and was later repeated on the same channel in a late night spot.
A silly TAG story
(This is a really silly TAG story, caused by lots of weird dreams while trying to recover from a minor illness.)
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Alan Tracy was enjoying a nice tall glass of frosty root beer with cherries as he played his latest attempt at “Space Spartans.”
He had always wanted to beat his Dad’s score, but when it came time to face the rounds larger enemy aircraft, he always seemed to get interru…
“Thunderbird Five to Alan!,” said John, who decided to cut out the game and put his image there instead.
Right when Alan was about to beat the top score of 750…
Always 749, he growled.
Right now though, there were more important things to worry about. “What’s up John?” Alan queried.
“It’s Virgil… he’s down but I haven’t figured out why,” said John. “He’s located in the kitchen. Go help him.”
Alan jumped up and ran to a special chute that let him get down to the lounge area and kitchen in a hurry - for emergencies. He grabbed the handrail, did a hop and slid.
He hit the floor however with a ringing thump… complete, to Alan’s confusion, a ringing, thumping sound.
The youth rubbed his backside and went over to Virgil. *I rubbed my tuchus and then went over to the scene...*
He ignored the voice, which he thought was in his head, and found Virgil, lying unconscious on the ground…
Oddly covered in duck feathers.
“Virgil, you OK?” said Alan...
*There was Virgil! He was down… in down…* said the voice again.
This time however, it made Alan jump. “Who said that?” quirered Alan.
“I did,” said the voice, louder this time, and popped up an image of a metal man. “Name’s Spanner… Dick Spanner, P.I..”
“OK, I’m Alan, and this is my brother, Virgil,” said the youth as he checked Virgil over. “He’d say hi except he’s unconscious.”
The… robot’s? … eyes spun. “Naturally,” he quipped. “Listen, I saw the foul fowl that hit your brother…”
Alan did a double take. “Wait? He got knocked out by a duck?!” said the youth. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because he’s right behind you, complete with a monkey wrench,” said Spanner… who along with Alan turned to see that there was indeed a Mallard with a monkey wrench. “Darn it… I knew I missed something…”
The human was more concerned the monkey wrench was a real monkey made of metal and had claws like the wrench.
So did Virgil, who had come to at the time. He took a look at the mean mallard, the weird wrench, and then the holographic robot.
He did the only logical thing at the moment.
Decided to faint again.
Spanner quietly nodded to the youth. “There’s only one thing you can do… use the Zippo Tranquilizer Dart in your pocket.”
“What?” said Alan, who dug into his pocket.
Instead of a tranquilizer dart, he found an apple pie.
“Hell’s Bells! I thought I had given you the right item,” said Spanner.
Alan however shrugged and threw the pie at the duck and monkey wrench… hitting them in the face.
The duck wiped off the concoction from its face and got ready to attack.
The youth was ready to defend his brother… but then looked confused as the duck and monkey then collapsed to the ground, out cold. “Huh, that’s weird,” said Alan as he walked over to check the two.
Spanner also was confused. “I’ve see someone pie-eyed, but that’s a bit overboard for shut-eye-pie” said the robot, who groaned, realized even for *him* that was a bad play on words.
Alan however grabbed the pie plate and frowned. “Says Finn…” said the youth, puzzled.
The PI robot shook his head, figuring another item he missed. “Of course! I forgot Mickey made pies,” he said.
“Wait… Mickey … Finn? As in a drugged pie?”
“Yeah… well, at least this time one of my oddly odd pocket items had a bonus benefit,” said Spanner. “At least it wasn’t the banana again.”
Alan started to say something, when he heard his brother groan. “Virgil? You OK?” he said to the rousing man.
Virgil opened his eyes. “Um… yeah, I think. Did a duck attack me?” he said, and at his brother’s nod, then looked at the various green feathers on him. “Huh, that’s a new one.”
He then saw the snoozing poultry and shook his head. “How did you get him?”
“I got a pie from pi… or um, a PI,” said Alan, and when Virgil quirked an eyebrow at the odd pun, the youth gestured to the metallic man in the holograph.
“Um… thanks, I guess.” What else could Virgil say.
“Glad to be of help,” said the metallic man. “It’s nice to solve a case once in a while… even if it takes a literal millennia.”
“Right…” muttered Virgil.
Alan however sucked on his fingers and quickly checked on his brother. “Looks like you got a knock on the noggin,” said the youngest gently brushing the bruise.
Spanner started rambling, saying something about forgetting a note about the pie….
Virgil winced at his brother’s touch. “I’m fine Alan,” he said, brushing off his brother’s helping hand. “We need to box the duck before he comes to… and I'm guessing the uh, wrench too...”
Alan paused then pulled his fingers from his mouth. “Nah, better have John inst …”
The older brother grabbed the younger’s hand instead. “Um… Alan, which hand did you pick up the pie?” he said, concerned.
“My rig…” said Alan, then realized paled at the crumbs between his fingers. “Uh... oh…”
The robot then opened up his eyes, snapping his metallic fingers. “Oh yeah! One of Mickey Finn’s pies is lights out for up to three people!” he said.
Virgil and Alan looked at each other. “Three?” said Alan, looking at the two critters on the ground.
Spanner realized his mistake. “Oh boy, not again…” he said, hand over his eyes.
It was too late for Alan, who felt the world growing dark...
Strong hands grabbed him around the shoulder as he fell. “Alan…” said Virgil. “Can you hear me?...”
“Come on kid… wake up…” said the robot, voice softening as darkness descended.
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“Come on kid… wake up…” said the voice again, only younger.
Hmm… it was odd that the robot had sounded like Scott only about 20 years older and after waking up from tonsillitis. That gravelly voice stuck with him to that day.
The youngest was confused but another voice continued. “Scott, EOS said he’s regaining consciousness.”
Regaining cons… oh, that’s why no rug on the floor.
Alan realized it was him they were talking about, stirred and opened his eyes, seeing Scott and Virgil with John’s hologram hovering. “Um… hi,” he said, confused. “Why am I on the ground?”
Scott chuckled. “Because you slid on a pillow, fell and knocked yourself out,” he said as he shook his head.
Alan however found himself more confused. “Ok, but it doesn’t explain why am I covered in feathers, and apple pie goo?”
Virgil merely chortled as he looked at Alan’s eyes. “Well… that’s a special UFO that a Shado hit you with,” he said. Seeing Alan’s perplexed look, he clarified. “Gordon hit you with an apple pie and a feather pillow, not sure what order.”
The youngest groaned, hand over his yes. “Oh brother. The pie wasn’t made by Mickey Finn was it?” he said, confused.
The elder trio looked at each other and then at their youngest brother. “Alan, Gordon may be mean, but he wouldn’t create a drugged apple pie,” said John. “Where would you get a silly idea like that?”
Alan pointed at Scott. “Him… well a robot that sounded like him 20 years older and as though he ate a Brillo pad washed down with a glass of Beverly soda,” he said, wincing in memory of the bitter licorice tasting beverage.
He then shrugged. “Maybe that's why he sounded so rough. At least Scott has more sense than the PI. Not as bad with puns either.”
Scott shook his head, not sure if that was a compliment or not. “OK, well, I think it’s time you get to the infirmary. Brains said he needed to do a scan of you to make sure no severe concussion,” he said.
Alan groaned. “Man, not that one with the two green rings. I keep thinking he’s doing some sort of secret to clone me,” he said.
“Yes Alan - Brains is going to create multiple clones of you to do his bidding. I mean, that’s how I stayed conscious and indestructible in 25Gs,” quipped John. Seeing Alan’s shocked look, the astronaut laughed. “Just kidding, I’m not Captain Scarlet or anything.”
“No you’re Captain Magenta,” said a new voice. “No… Ochre. You’d choose bland and boring over pink any day.”
The others laughed while John rolled his eyes, choosing to sign off before he turned the “Symphony” of humor on Gordon.
The aquanaut then put a hand on his brother’s shoulder, helping him stand. “I’m sorry Alan, I didn’t mean to harm you,” he said.
“It was an accident,” said Alan. “But thank you.”
The aquanaut smiled. “And, as a way of groveling, I plan on taking you down to the infirmary myself and wait on you hand and foot for a week,” he said, putting an arm around his brother’s shoulder to assist.
Alan quirked an eyebrow. “Wait on me hand and foot? Where did that come from?”
Gordon glanced askance. “Three brothers who said they’d try to make me fit in the little Stingray in the aquarium if I didn’t,” he said cheekily. “Come on, let’s go.”
Shortly afterward, they reached the chute that would take them not only to Thunderbird Four but the infirmary.
Sure, Gordon was very, very sincere in his comments wanting to help Alan get well soon from an honest mistake.
But there was one more set of reasons: He had to figure out who this Dick Spanner was, why all the bad puns, and finally…
Why would someone knock out Virgil with a duck in the first place?