Hey Hey It's Rove...

So Carrie Bickmore just made a hilarious (can I make my sarcasm any more clear?) about Daryl Somers (who apparently has an OAM!) talking with nine about reviving Hey Hey It's Saturday and that heralding the apocalypse. Well I say, not fair! Bring back Hey Hey.

Any of us who grew up in the 90s (the glory years), or owned a TV between '71 and '99 will be aware of what a brilliant program it was. And when they announced they were going off air, I died a little inside. I think it was the day that, as an eight-year-old, I accepted that nothing could last forever, no matter how much you wanted it too. I actually cried.



So what if the humor was a little cheesy in places? How could you not learn to love a program that gave us such staples as Red Faces and Plucka Duck, Masterslime and Media Watch Press (which, somewhat ironically for Carrie, was used as the basis for the What The? segment of Rove)? Ossie Ostrich and Plucka Duck where the heroes of my childhood, and Red Symons was the definition of evil. Oh, and Dickie Knee.



And who could forget Livinia Nixon, Wilbur Wilde, Molly Meldrum, Russell Gilbert, Jo Beth Taylor and all the other cast members who graced our screens over the years, who amused us with their stories and escapades.

It's an Australian Classic. Not loving it would be like shooting Phar Lap while spewing Vegemite all over the Flag and simultaneously urinating in a bottle of VB.

Au Revoir.