Now we're talking! To a 10 year old this was gold. The Famous Monsters of Filmland were to spark a life-long love of classic horror films. There was a series called Don't watch alone on STV on friday nights at midnight, I made a deal with my parents; I'll go to bed and sleep at 8.00 if you promise to come wake me up for this show. I had to call a stop to this when i was 22 (and might have had a girl in the room with me), but it was a good arrangement while it lasted.

Although still endearing, I find most of the old movies now to be tedious in the extreme (it's OK, Boris, not you), although the original House on Haunted Hill can still frighten the bejesus out of me if I do watch alone.