Today is Uxorious Day (official) and I have a special message for
callmemadam:
( Click here if I call you madam )Thirty-five years </J. Peasemold Gruntfuttock> since the most sensible thing I've ever done. Still grateful for all the benefits of this happy state, and amazed that – unlike the Self-Assessment 2
nd Payment on Account 2005/06, also taking place today – the govt hasn't found a way to deprive me of them.
The 35
th is known as the Consumer Electronics anniversary, or if not, should be. Appropriately we have gifted ourselves an appliance, hereinafter known as
Toppy, to enhance domestic tranquility. Despite an astonishing multiplicity of channels the amount of TV worth watching these days is approximately equal to the square root of bugger-all. But on those rare occasions when something viewable (like
Traffic Cops) is broadcast, Sod's Law dictates that something else we wouldn't mind seeing's on at the same time. Now, at last once again we can record one programme whilst watching another, which had been impossible since we went digital a few years ago. So
that's why they call it Freeview.
Indeed we can record two programmes at once, whilst watching a third if it's on the same mux as one of them. Or watch two at once, via picture-in-picture. Pause and rewind whilst viewing in real time, start watching a recording before it has finished, and other neat stuff made possible by attaching a
MIPS processor and a socking great disk to yer telly.
Adding to our joy,
FilmFour is now free. Hooray, good stuff to watch, without sticking one of those naff dishes on our house or paying vast sums to the evil Murdoch empire. Over the weekend,
Brief Encounter has been sniffed at and
Horse Feathers chortled, and when I get home I'm going to have
Duck Soup.