Our great aunt, the ABC, celebrates her 75th birthday this weekend. If she had skin and bones, I imagine she’d be fully engaged with life: an early riser, avid reader, gardener, cook and adventurer still, with a sharp mind and quick wit. She’d have a vivid history, been a greenie before it was cool, have travelled the world, practiced arts, moved with revolutionaries and dignitaries and have more hidden talents than wrinkles. She’d listen to LPs and vodcasts and frequent the theatre. She’d delve often into her suitcase of stories, sharing wisdom and poetry around like salt and pepper. She can be trusted more than most. She’s been there for me, from Playschool, The Wombles and Mr Squiggle, to Doctor Who, The Goodies, D-Generation, The Late Show and Rage (can you believe the little tacker just turned 20?). She’s schooled me with Behind the News, Media Watch and The 7.30 Report. More recently, she’s given us Triple J, Kath and Kim, Australian Story, The Glasshouse, Enough Rope, Spicks and Specks and The Chaser’s War on Everything. Tomorrow she’s welcoming us into her living room, throwing open the doors of every major studio around the country. The feisty old girl will also take to Riverstage, with live broadcasts and entertainment from Blue King Brown, a couple of Chaser lads and the Scared Weird Little Guys, amongst others. Happy birthday ABC.
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