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A BIT after 10 o'clock Wednesday night I flicked over to Channel 9 to see the latest earthquake/tsunami news.
The Courier-Mail TV guide had a TBA written next to 10pm, but the onscreen electronic schedule said the news was on. Looking back, I don't know why I would've thought Hey Hey It's Saturday finished on time but I think I'd just figured that 2 1/2 hours would've seen it out.
I turned it on and there was Daryl Somers -- with better hair than he's had since about 1971 -- saying something along the lines of we should be winding it up about now but we're not, there are still things to get through and we will be. It took almost another half hour for it to finish. By then I'd almost lost the will to live and wasn't up to a depressing news bulletin.
There was a little note on the screen as the credits started to roll that said In Memory of Ray Smith 1931-2009, and I thought, well, there's at least one person who couldn't make it to the end. Ray Smith was an old friend of Daryl's. He didn't work on Hey Hey. When I phoned Somers Carroll...