Stark naked
Back in my cable days I had some strange encounters. One happened one fine summer’s day in a south Dublin suburb. My task that day was to switch on and commission a line of cables that had been laid along … Continue reading →
Back in my cable days I had some strange encounters. One happened one fine summer’s day in a south Dublin suburb. My task that day was to switch on and commission a line of cables that had been laid along … Continue reading →
Television was somewhat different in Ireland in the ’70s. Basically there were two channels – RTE 1 and Network 2 [now RTE 2]. If you had a television set you could receive both with just a coat hanger stuck in … Continue reading →
I have said it before but there is little to write about these days. One day follows another and each is much the same – I am either looking after Herself or sleeping. Occasionally I drop down to the village … Continue reading →
Many years ago I used to work for a cable television company. Those were the days before satellite television had appeared and the only way to receive anything more than the local offerings was to either have a massively tall … Continue reading →