Mother's hairdresser has her in terror of tv set top boxes. Mother, what we are giving you is not exactly a set top box. More like like a digital recorder that will do the job of a set top box, but it is sophisticated. R says we kiddies should just buy Mother a digital tv. We will see how she goes with this machine. We may have to buy her a digital tv when the analogue signal is shut down at the end of the year.
My pocket digital radio had gone wrong. I switch it on and it is on my usual radio station, 774 Melbourne, but then it starts scanning. If I want to change stations, like to News Radio or Desi Pop when I get fed up with 774 playing music on a talk station, I have to press the button and catch the station as it is scanned past. This might take me five minutes. It is like hitting a totem tennis ball as it passes you by. Timing is everything. Painful.
I hadn't used my bedside digital clock radio for a week or so. I set it to wake me. The alarm went off at 6.00. I switched the radio on. The digital radio corrected the time and the alarm went off again as the time was corrected backwards.
Our last tv channel scan had multiple ABC and SBS stations of the same. Every station was there twice. When selecting recording from the programme guide, it chose the weak signal second station. It was ridiculous that it happened. I deleted the superfluous stations and all was well again, but I shouldn't have to do that.
I am not so sure about all this digital stuffs.