Television isn't entirely new. It was after all around before I was born, but the technology has improved over the years and in a way I've grown up with it. I remember the day we got our first ever colour television. We take that for granted now, but back then it was a revelation in entertainment.

Things were never simple though. Poor reception was a fact of life and usually cured by sending someone out to fiddle with the aerial. These days we have cable television and digital broadcasts, so you'd think poor reception was a thing of the past. Apparently not.

Just of late my evening viewing struggles with interference from something else. I can't tell you how annoying that is. You would think that I'd just shrug it off like I might of done years ago. Nope. Because these days you can't send someone out to fiddle with an aerial and restore normal service.

Fixing the Alleyway

The alleyway along the side of the houses where I live has been given a bit of attention. The bushes on side trimmed back, fresh gravel laid (again), and the rubbish removed. Even that annoying pothole at the end of the gravel track which has grown in size steadily over the years has been filled in with asphalt. It's now possible to drive a car into the yard without requiring world rally championship experience.

That would of course require a car. Mine is currently forming a mini-ecosphere all of its own, and anyone getting in is risking being eaten alive by rabid spiders. Who needs car alarms?

Fixing the Mouse

Today I thought I would stretch my legs and wander out to the sports centre library. A change of scene, new faces, a change is as good as a rest.

Nope. Mr Fidget is there as well, sat beside me using another computer, struggling to make his mouse operate at all. Can I not escape this man? He makes all sorts of grunts and sniffles, he can't keep still for more than five seconds at a time, and now he's smacking the mouse to get a response from a piece of computer hardware that feels the same way I do.