So I'm doing the classic Sunday afternoon thing; lazing around, eating roast dinner and watching TV. On comes Dinotopia. Suddenly, I'm five years old again. It's a fairy story. It's got dinosaurs. It's obvious how the series will progress. And it rocks!

Whoever it was that decided to combine (mostly friendly) dinosaurs with a fairy story is a genius. Prime kid fodder. Or at least, it would have been when I was a kid.

Maybe nowadays, it's pathetic twenty-somethings watching this stuff while the kids are watching 'Slasher Death Three' and playing some shoot-em-up with the added bonus of 'real exploding head action'.

I hope not. Fairy stories rule.