Where Are They Now?

Number Thirteen: Captain Birdseye

Standing proudly alongside the C5, the filofax, unfair taxation and, of course, the Speccy as a symbol of the eighties, Cap'n Birdseye was responsible for enticing small children to eat low-cost battered seafood produce. All of the old arguments, such as 'it's good for you', 'it's brain food', and 'eat it or I'll beat you senseless' having failed, it fell upon the good captain to encourage people to eat more fish (or, more accurately, more of Birdseye's fish). For years he called upon the youth of the nation to try his prime cod fillet, coated in his crispy crumb (oo-, and, indeed, -er), and for years the youth of the nation looked up to him as a figure of stature as great as Santa Claus and Mr Kipling.

Of course, all good things must come to an end, and towards the end of the eighties the captain faded from our television screens. What was his fate? Was he the victim of the moral crusades of the nineties? Did he fall foul of a fish-rights group? Was he struck down by a chance meteorite?
We looked for ages, but we couldn't find
a pic of the old Captain Birdseye. So here's a pic of Diana Rigg instead.
Ahem.
We couldn't find a pic of the new
captain, either. The answer, at last, can be revealed. Captain Birdseye, while masquerading all this time as a lowly fisherman, has in fact been a Timelord all along. His ship sunk by a freak tidal wave, he was cast ashore somewhere along the coast of South America. His injuries severe, he was forced to regenerate. Since then, he has found his way back to civilisation, and to the seafood company that lent him their name, and once again the captain can entice a new generation to eat more fish. Hurrah!



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