Hi °C | Lo °C Spurred on by the need to fasten down yet more childhood memories as another link goes, one types Jim'll Fix it into YouTube.
And what a loss it is.
From the first chords of the theme tune - "Your letter was only the start of it ..." - to the "fix its" themselves - Scouts eating their packed lunches on a rollercoaster, a wee lad knocking out John Conteh in the ring, Sam Fox serving school dinners - this is brilliant TV.
All presided over by a man (right) with a cigar in his hand and a compartment in his big red chair for a glass of whiskey.
A man who talked to children like they were adults, who took them seriously.
The late Sir Jimmy Saville represented so much of what has changed in children's TV and in British society generally. In so many ways he embodied all the things we are now warned against - eccentric clothing, extravagant personality, smoking, drinking, unpredictability.
And yet, here's the thing: no matter how strange it looked, it was completely wholesome.
Now, though, when everything is so regimented, PC, policed by health and safety, and supposedly all managed, the reality can often be very different as "squeaky clean" children's celebrities fall out of their dresses at soap awards or into a vat of cocaine.
Sir Jimmy was ahead of his time in so many ways - he practically invented marathon running as something we all might do rather than just the professionals; the idea of organising things for charity was another novelty he made routine; the tracksuit as a form of clothing. And this was combined with a healthy regard for manly pursuits, hence the cigar and whiskey.
But behind the scenes he performed quite astounding selfless acts on a regular basis, such as volunteering as a porter at a hospital.
He never did fix it for me to meet David Soul but, goodness gracious me, they don't make them like that any more.
