Wireless wireless
There was a bloke selling radios down in the pub the other night.
They were dirt cheap as apparently they were from a fire-damage sale. I pointed out that they were in perfect condition and the bloke said that that was because it was actually a pre-fire sale. Fair enough. There are a lot of those sales these days. I bought one.
Herself likes to listen to the radio so I thought it would make a great Christmas present for her.
On Sunday I thought I would try it out.
The first thing I discovered was that it isn’t a normal radio. It’s one of those interweb thingies that gets its signal from the little box in the back room. I also discovered that it needed batteries. I mentioned that last bit in my scribble and some of you seem to gave misunderstood what I wanted the batteries for?
Leastwise I got it going eventually.
Once it was lit up and rearing to go, I discovered that there is a bewildering selection of stations to choose from. I tried a station in Auckland first. The quality of the signal was perfect but they kept on about the temperature being twenty something degrees and how I should get my barbie supplies in before Christmas. Fuck that!
The next station that I picked at random was in Vermont in the states. Some bloke there was playing some really ancient stuff, and it brought back great memories of the sixties and seventies. When the DJ started raving on about the Monkees that I realised that he wasn’t playing a “golden oldies” but was into Vermont’s top twenty. They seem to be a little behind the times there?
This morning Herself was out somewhere so I thought I would try it out in the shed.
The fucking thing won’t work there as my interweb doesn’t stretch that far.
Bollox!
Now I have to try to work out how to get the signal down there.
Life can be bloody complicated sometimes.
You should not lie about radio stations in Vermont. Everyone knows they do not have radio yet. It must have been a pirate station from New Hampshire.
i knew perfectly well you meant for the radio, and wondered if you were up to the task of continued conversation you’d need to supply if you didn’t get the batteries for the radio…really, what smutty minds people have these days… =)
Jim C – Somwhere in its literature I read that it’s the “radio of the future” or something like that. Maybe it was receiving signals from 2021?
Cat – I sometimes despair at the standard f my readers. Come to that I sometimes despair at the standard of the writer…….
Jim C – Somewhere in its literature I read that it’s the “radio of the future” or something like that. Maybe it was receiving signals from 2021?
Cat – I sometimes despair at the standard of my readers. Come to that I sometimes despair at the standard of the writer…….
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“Wireless, Wireless” .. I knew the good old terminology would re-surface one day .. now all we need is a return to the “Light Programme” & the “Home Service” ..
If your Interweb thingy won’t reach the shed Grandad .. how about utilising the garden hose with a plastic kitchen funnel attached to each end .. then you can “pipe” herself’s favourite progs out to her ? … 😉
Such innocence – and to think everyone’s mind was in the muck…tut..tut
TT – What in the name of all that’s holy is Woop Woop?
Haddock – You forgot to mention the news being read by Alvar Lidell.
Cardi – I know. It’s a very sad reflection on modern society.
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or I have a 1972 radio you can have, works perfectly. You can get The Kennedys of Castlerosse and Charles Mitchell sounds great reading the news. Best bit is no fucking Pat Kenny.
“Welcome to Woop Woop” c ’97 Aussie movie with a Seppo in it and the guy out of The Time Machine c ’60. Am feeling a bit ‘crook’ today.
Somebody who lives ithe middle of nowhere in the outback is said to be living in Woop Woop.
Slab – What the hell would I need a new radio for when I have just bought one? Thanks for the offer of an old one though. I would take you up on it but it wouldn’t work as they have decommissioned Athlone. Though I suppose I could still use Hilversum or Luxembourg?
Any you know your dot, dot, dash dash too, GD. You’ll miss vintage Gaybo and Dear Frankie though.
Slab says:
“EETNURELFANEERADI.EEREAREEEREATDEALINEEEERCIN
Obviously still tuned to Athlone!!!!!!!!!!!
Slab had me -.-. — -. ..-. ..- … . -.. for a moment
Athlone, Light Programme, etc really dates the readership…man!!!
Tune into Radio North Korea and listen to some long tear-jerking eulogies in memory of Kim Song Il, followed by mournful brass music. That’ll drive you to the drink man.
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Ger – I tried that but it’s all in a foreign language! They could be talking Morse for all I know.
I thought Morse died. Haven’t seen him on TV for a while.
Well done Cardi … — …