There’s been too much domestic technology this week. Certain parts of the UK are slowly being brought into the digital age. We decided to cave in and get a new TV just in time for switch on. Do we need an external aerial? Maybe not; best to wait till the two switch over dates have passed and see what happens, we were told. Okay, they’re very soon. Meantime, I am wondering if the new technology warms up to the full bloom of colour, (it does seem to) or if it’s hunting for brilliance. The bobbing from horizontal to stretch limousine style pictures I can temporarily live with, since I don’t watch much on the box, (ooh I can’t say that now, it’s not a box)….. Darn, that’s another change.
Our new router is ever so easy to set up, said the salesman. Are they ever! Not if you have some old technology in the house which stubbornly refuses to acknowledge anything except through a lovely yellow cable. A specialist arrived tonight to unknot the blocks. To work, the router’s new age security level had to be reduced a bit, but then the equipment had to be set on a slightly different technology footing as well. Either that or buy another new computer…. too expensive, so no, not for now. An obscure setting was causing bother as well. Oh, and just for good measure, the system password had to be modified to match the restyled arrangements.
I’m not sure why my old printer isn’t talking to my programmes. It’s probably kicking up because it’s competing with a new one. I haven’t got my head round it yet. It’s still got plenty ink in the cartridge, (its mono so no colour worries there) and I intend to use up the ink before the printer – wobbly on its metaphoric legs but usable – bites the dust.